Suckers Inc

* camille was a free market capitalist, he was not a man of the people

* camille was a pedophile, he got a crush on lucile when she was 12 and he was 23

* camille supported the executions of more left-wing voices in the convention

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Acceptable Musicals List:

Hamilton (Taken: Eliza)

Grease

BMC

TGC

TGSM

Heathers

DEH

Tuck Everlasting

Falsettos

Hadestown

Newsies (Taken: Race)

Carousel

Waitress

Spring Awakening

Sound of Music

Wicked

BOM

Kinky Boots

Mamma Mia

Chicago

WSS

Thomas Sanders Verse

In the Heights

Something Rotten

Jekyll and Hyde

Six

Matilda

Starkid Musicals

Phantom Of The Opera

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paypal.me/kyarriaann

paypal.me/kyarriaann

paypal.me/kyarriaann

i need to raise a bit of money to afford an uber to work every so often until my paychecks start coming in regularly. i start work in a week or so.

i can’t stay here. i don’t need too much. anything will help. enough to buy a cheap bike maybe even. something to just get me to work the first week or 2, and then i think ill have stability.

im so scared and i dont wanna be here anymore

she told me she pushed my mother to the ground, pinned her down and threatened to beat her when my mom said she’d call CPS when my mom was younger and living here

[there is a tl;dr at the end of this post, and I thank those who read it to the end, but the tl;dr will be in bold and big at the end so you know what to read. thank you also to those who read the whole story - it means a lot. but also I understand if you don’t have the time.]

my name is Sam. for most of my last decade, I went by Phoenix, which you might know me as from back in these days - 

these days were crazy days. during these days I was homeless. I was kidnapped. I was beaten. I was raped. I was abused. I survived. I never had a place to call home. I traveled from state to state, hoping the same problems wouldn’t be in the next town, the next state line, but they always were.

now, you know me as Sam, and generally you see me like this -

I am still just as trans, just as queer, and just as radical as before, but a lot of things have changed. for one thing, I’m a mother. that little Baby Bear right there is my best friend. she’s the light of my world. more than that, she’s the savior of my life. because of her, I’ve stopped the drugs. 

because of her, I’ve found the desire for an actual fucking future. because of her, I learned to love myself enough to be with a man who truly loves me, appreciates me, and treats me exactly the wall my ex-abusers all claimed I didn’t deserve. 

this man is named Wes. he’s a felon. he’s also incredible with my daughter. he’s loving, and he’s kind. he has given up so much for me because he truly deserves that my daughter and I deserve to be loved, and to live a stable life, and that I deserve a chance to recover from everything up until now. 

Wes is also disabled. he has a broken back. he walks with a cane and I truly believe that if we cannot get him further help soon, we will have to put him in a wheelchair.

as someone with both felonies (which, as a kid, he was tried as an adult and has been charged with ZERO crimes in the 13 years since he has been out of prison) AND disability, Wes struggles to find work, and we have concluded that it is nearly impossible for him to. we are applying for disability, and I know that will take a long, long time before that can be factored in to our very small budget. he has no insurance, and trying to get help that will actually HEAL him is extremely difficult since the only options for healthcare in his case are emergency rooms.

we are in desperate need of help. I am a server at a restaurant with a one year old daughter and my partner is a disabled felon who would struggle to find work even if his back were not broken. we desperately want to find him medical assistance, and we are so incredibly in need of help with bills, but my primary goal is to get the love of my life and the incredible caretaker and secondary parent of my child to one day be able to walk without excruciating pain.

TL;DR me, my daughter who saved my life, and the man who has healed me from two decades of trauma are in desperate need of financial assistance, particularly to get my partner the medical help he needs before he cannot walk at all. 

I am willing to do whatever I can to pay back those of you that can donate. my partner and I will likely be making our own amateur porn soon. I am a fantastic writer and editor. I am extremely in tune with tarot cards and can do a huge variety of styles of readings for different questions. if you have anything else I can do for you, please send me a message and let me know.

PayPal is: [email protected] SquareCash is: $eattherichh Venmo is: neoliberalismkills

to those who are unable to kick in financially, that’s absolutely fine! if you have any advice about the disability application process, that’s helpful in its own right. just your well-wishing energy helps us out. I am determined to help my daughter, and my partner, both of whom have made my life worth living. thank you to all. I appreciate you all beyond measure.

In case you guys haven’t noticed I havent been on Tumblr much the past week or so

On Monday there was a large blow up at my house. My mom, after months of trying to use my conditions to get drugs, finally got tired of psychiatrists and therapists telling me I’m not schizophrenic or delusional, and of me not being prescribed benzos. She put her hands on me, told me the family walks around on eggshells and is miserable with me around, and told me that I had no option but to go to the emergency room and tell them I was suicidal so i could be hospitalized, or she’d do it for me. There were several witnesses to the way she acted, which is a way she only acts when she’s actively using. She was using word salads, talking in circles, and made a direct threat on my life should i go back to the house. Of course I left, which is when she made the threat and called over my grandmother, who told me last time she saw me that if she wanted to kill me or any of my siblings her house was isolated enough to do it.

Because of health problems, my tips being stolen, and my boss making me work 8+ hours with no breaks i had to leave my job at the restaurant which means that dancing is all i have rn. Anyone who’s danced before knows how incredibly unstable the income is. I can make 500 one night and 7 the next. Most of this week while izaya was over we were able to stay in a motel in town but it’s 60$ a night, i spend minimum 20$ on ubers there and back into town (it’s out a ways) every day, and the checkout clerk is incredibly creepy about me being a dancer and was asking for my personal info the last day i was there. Last night i would’ve had to sleep in a 24 hr laundromat but another dancer found out what was going on and let me crash on her bed for the night. This is not ideal for a couple of reasons

1. She lives with her mother in law who doesn’t entirely approve of her job and definitely doesn’t approve of other dancers staying over, so I had to be hidden in her room and stay as quiet as possible, at some points having to hide in her closet with my stuff

2. She’s an active addict which is the same situation I left from and while I had no problem lending her 60$ for the night I knew what it was going to and that put a massive dent in how much money I had.

Currently I have 64$ to my name. My mom owes me 70$ but is refusing to pay it back to me until the first of June. She’s also withholding my financial aid papers (i am approved for almost 7k in aid starting in August, but I need the papers to go online and accept it) and i fear my cat might be being mistreated by her.

Currently the only place I’ve found to stay is a long-term motel right next to the club I work at, it’s 70$ a night after tax and 200$ a week. I work tonight but as I said before there’s no guarantees of how much money i will make, and the bartender forgot her keys so we’re getting a late start on tonight anyway. I meet the motel owner tomorrow morning to be let in. So I really need to work my ass off to make at least 140$ so I dont risk being on the streets again.

If anyone can help me I can pay you back asap. If I make enough to get the week I’ll use the extra to buy food. I don’t have school or work Sunday or Tuesday so that’s 2 days without food or reliable money.

My PayPal is PayPal.me/godasiyo

Yesterday my mom and I got into an argument where she slapped me, called the police on me twice (for no reason, and she often does this knowing damn well I’m terrified of the police), punched me and slammed my hand into a door to the point where I couldn’t move it.

Along with this, she called me retarded, mocked me for crying after she hurt me and said “she can’t handle me being trans due to the mental illness aspect.” During the instance where she slammed my hand into the door, the beginning of the frame began to crack and the door can’t shut correctly.

I don’t know how long I have here and I need to find a place to live, prefably in the Western Massachusetts area near Springfield so I can get to school and work.

If you think you can help me, or provide anything in this situation, my inbox is open. My CashApp is $tuxedosam , and any amount of money will go towards an apartment or transportation to work or school.

If you would like to donate; if you can’t please reblog!

cashapp: $tuxedosam

venmo: @ tuxedosam

getting a blowjob is a sexual thing and it also does not ‘feed’ anyone whereas breastfeeding is literally not even a sexual thing a baby is having food that they need to live like it’s nowhere near on the same level as getting a blowjob omg

if you are uncomfortable seeing a woman breastfeeding then that is your problem because you have oversexualised breasts so much that you can’t even stand seeing them being used for their actual purpose and also you’re an idiot

1.) Breasts as sexual fetishes is a (largely Western) cultural construction. Yes, it’s a fetish – anything you are sexually attracted to that is not the genitals of an adult is a fetish, or paraphilia. My professors have met non-Westerners who think our men are “like babies” because they are attracted to breasts.

Breasts ≠ genitals. Scientifically, they are considered secondary sexual characteristics – same category as facial hair. They can be sexual in a sexual context, just as necks and feet can be. But their primary purpose is reproductive.

2.) Breastmilk is not a “bodily fluid.” It is FOOD.

It is not categorized by the CDC as a biohazard, and so no you don’t need to freak out if your coworker wants to store her milk right next to your Lunchables.

MOREOVER,

Breastmilk is not just protein and vitamins. It is a living, dynamic substance that BUILDS HUMANS.

It has hundreds of ingredients (<— actually that list needs to be updated because they’ve discovered more already). There is a lab at the University of Washington St. Louis, where they have written all of the ingredients of human milk on the wall – They have run out of room on that wall. Among those ingredients:

The exact ratio of protein-sugars-fats that human infants need (cow’s milk doesn’t even come close)

Antibodies to pathogens in the baby’s environment (synthesized by the mother within hours of coming into contact with a given pathogen) and other immune factors

Stem cells. FUCKING STEM CELLS. (They used glow-in-the-dark mice to find out what they do!)

Hormones (support growth and regulate behavior)

peptides

Self-digesting fats (what the whaaat)

Growth factors

water, vitamins, minerals, carbs, etc.

prolly other awesome shit we don’t even know about yet because we’ve barely scratched the surface of this research!

These ingredients change hour-to-hour according to the baby’s needs. It will even add more water on hot/dry days. Fuck, breastmilk kills cancer in a petri dish. Breastmilk. is. not. a. bodily. fluid. It. is. liquid. gold. 3.) When you tell a woman to go to the bathroom to breastfeed, you are perpetuating the notion that it is dirty and shameful and needs to be hidden away. This idea is the biggest barrier to achieving breastfeeding goals in the United States. Because women feel ashamed, they often stay isolated at home when they should be spending time out and about with friends and family and having, like, a life. This isolation can contribute to postpartum depression. From the Surgeon General’s Call to Action to Support Breastfeeding: Women may find themselves excluded from social interactions when they are breastfeeding because others are reluctant to be in the same room while they breastfeed. For many women, the feeling of embarrassment restricts their activities and is cited as a reason for choosing to feed supplementary formula or to give up breastfeeding altogether. And since we have this culture of shame and privacy surrounding breastfeeding, young girls and women don’t see it enough to learn what is normal/not and how to do it, so they often give up when they run into problems because they don’t realize there’s an easy fix. Moreover, an infant needs to be integrated into society in order to develop properly. He/she needs to see faces and hear voices. Isolating them – or throwing a blanket over their head – takes this important component of their development away. It also often annoys them because they are understimulated. 4.) YOU NEED TO SEE IT. That’s right, YOU. Even if you are a dude. Maybe you aren’t a parent, but you probably have loved ones who are. Or you might become one yourself someday. And if you are American chances are you have no idea how breastfeeding actually works, because you never fucking see it. It’s messy and complicated, and hard. It used to be a part of everyday life, because there weren’t any alternatives – So we learned how to do it by being around it all the time, NBD. The whole sexualization/modesty thing surrounding breasts wasn’t a thing until like the mid-20th century. Check out this 1871 drawing of a woman breastfeeding IN FUCKING CHURCH:

I was considering starting a multi fandom roleplay server on DISCORD set in the Medieval/Renaissance era. I would have different chats to correspond with different areas and so on.

If anyone would like to help me set it up, find reference photos, help with a storyline, help get this server publicity, please dm me.

Fandoms included in this Roleplay:

Hamilton (I am taking Eliza)

Grease

BMC

TGC

TGSM

Heathers

DEH

Tuck Everlasting

Hadestown

Newsies

Carousel

Waitress

Spring Awakening

Sound of Music

Wicked

BOM

Kinky Boots

Mamma Mia

WSS

Thomas Sanders Verse

In the Heights

It is possible to petition a character to me from outside one of those, but you must talk to me first. There will be a character application to fill out to apply for entry into the server. Each person is allowed only one character. This will be a fully literate roleplay meaning at least 3 sentences per response.

I will release more information as progress on the server begins and as I gain new admins and eventually characters. Again if you’re interested in helping me get this server set up, please DM me. If you have any questions either dm them to me or submit an ask if you prefer anonymity.

Thank you for listening and let me know what you think! And please spread the word! 💕

Me and my family are in a really bad spot right now. My partner has a broken back and can’t work, but still is trying to do labor even tho it’s going to make the problem worse. We are applying for disability but y'all know that’s going to take a year or more to get approved and coming in. I’m working overtime to try and pay our bills but we’re behind nonetheless. We’re $2,000 behind on the car payment and every morning we look out the window to make sure the truck is still out front. We’re behind on my daughter’s daycare, which I absolutely need in order to be able to work and keep us functioning. We are trying to get out of this spot but we keep falling deeper and deeper in the hole and I don’t know what else to do but keep asking for help.

Paypal is [email protected] and SquareCash is $eattherichh and Venmo is neoliberalismkills

he lives in illinois and i live in washington. the flight i need to book is $107, leaving friday (may 3rd). i currently only have $27 to my name, but i really need to see my father.