sgt-spank:

sgt-spank:

Hey there. My name is Felix, and I am currently living with my two boyfriends Raymond and Shawn. We have created this crowdfunding account in order to assist us with bettering our lives by moving us to a safe place where we can be with others in our community. As of right now, we are in a terrible and scary place. We live in the south, specifically the panhandle of Florida, and while it is nice to visit, it is a nightmare for a lot of LGBTQIA+ people. Every day we fear for our lives when leaving our apartment. Every time we are out in public, we are greeted with dirty/threatening stares, and these people are very clearly gun owners. (You think that they would hide them better, but nobody cares here.)

Ray and I are both trans men and while I’m able to transition while practically being a hermit, my boyfriend is not provided with the space and resources needed to do so himself. We have a friend that is essentially our family in California that is in need of new roommates. She has been waiting for us to get there for over a year, and we need a safe space to transition and just live our lives. I hate to ask this of anybody, but we desperately need help moving from Florida to San Francisco, where our three future roomates are located.

The town we live in is super conservative and people are assaulted for so much less than being LGBTQIA+. A lot of people wave the Confederate Flag proudly, willingly start fights just because you’re different, and if you lived your entire life in this area, trying to transition is impossible. Ray is having to go to work every day and be the person they all grew up with which is causing a heavy toll on him mentally and physically. I’m watching him slowly break down. The weight on his shoulders has been so great that we have had to get him chemical help to keep him from having a meltdown, and he has been prescribed wellbutrin. However, the wellbutrin does not help with his transition. This is something he NEEDS, and his only chance to be the man that he knows that he is,is in California.  

We have no family left. My mother has passed away and I was kicked out of my stepfathers place a while ago, and the rest of my family members are either dead, consider me a stranger, or they have no desire to help. Ray’s parents are dead and his grandparents are living on their pensions and have already helped as much as they can, and Shawn is working TWO JOBS to help pay bills and save money to get us somewhere safe. I am unable to work in an official setting and I am only able to make money through commissions due to chronic pain and damage to my body from double binding for years, and we are struggling. Every day is difficult in this one bedroom apartment. It’s so cramped, and so small, and we have been saving our asses off for so long, but we are running out of time.

Moving to California where our family is waiting for us will alleviate a lot of financial stress for us so we can live comfortably as middle-class people. So that we don’t have to drown in the stress of poverty. We also need to get there by end of June because Shawn was offered a much better job that could really help us out, but if he’s not there in time, then we lose this amazing opportunity. I’m scared. Ray is scared. Shawn is scared. We are sick. We are tired. We need help, and this is our last ditch effort.

We’ve already saved up $2,200 and just need this last $3563 to get us there. The budget is comprised of:

$2,673 = U-Haul/Gas/food/hotels for the move

$400 =Wiggle Room to make up for the cost of the car towing weight (Chrystler Concorde 1998 and a Kia Soul 2013) and the U-haul furniture/boxes weight

$2640 = Deposit/first month’s rent ($660 for Deposit x2 $660 First months Rent x2)

$50 = Crate for the cats and calming treats

Total= $5763

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Nothing donated will go to waste or wasteful things. Everything will be accounted for so you know what your dollar went toward. Please. Every dollar counts.


If you cannot donate, a reblog would help very much! Thank you!

We’ve slowed down at $1,660, loves! Doing great so far, but please keep boosting/reblogging!

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charlesoberonn:

i-lost-my-heart-in-republic-city:

heterophilia:

The Avatar series could potentially make 2 more shows after Legend of Korra with an earth nation avatar and a fire nation avatar and I for one would not protest.

Avatar could come full circle and do another show about the next Air Nomad Avatar (someone who was different from Aang) and even another one about the next Water Tribe Avatar and so on and so forth and I would not protest. 

Avatar could do another show about another Avatar centuries before ATLA or another avatar thousands of years after and go out of order and tell any story in any era they want and I would not protest.

Hey internet, can we make this happen?

witchiestsuggestions:

forestwater87:

So my mom works at a church. Actually, she works somewhere that is located in a church, but close enough for government work. It’s not important. Anyway, they had an artist gallery, because sometimes churches do that; it’s a whole “supporting local artists” thing, and it’s pretty standard. 

What is very not standard is the artist they happened to host this week.

Susan B. Hale is a musician and painter in the Upstate NY region. (For people wondering where that is: it’s all the not-NYC part. There’s actually an entire state attached to the city, like a big, slightly-racist wart. I’m getting off track.)

Susan’s art is fairly standard, lovely oil-on-canvas Impressionist stuff. Mostly flowers –

– some pretty landscapes –

– some weird abstract shit –

Pretty stuff. If I had anything resembling disposable income, I’d wanna buy some of this stuff, because it’s gorgeous.

You know what else she paints, sometimes?

BIG FUCKING DINOSAURS

BIG FUCKING DINOSAURS FROLICKING WITH FLOWERS

BIG FUCKING DINOSAURS NOSHING ON HUMAN SKULLS IN A BLACK VOID-LIKE HELLSCAPE

BIG FUCKING DINOSAURS ON BIG FUCKING CANVASES PLAYING HIDE-AND-SEEK WITH DEAD FLOATING LADIES BY PICTURESQUE PONDS HOW ARE YOU NOT DELIGHTED BY THIS

Obviously, my immediate reaction was to seek this woman out and find her all of the money. But while I did absolutely spend two hours looking up who she was and then emailing her, she doesn’t appear to have an Etsy – or any online store at all. She has virtually no digital presence, and not much of a reputation offline either.

And this is tragic.

Because let’s be real: this woman should be a fucking internet star. She paints lovely scenes of tranquility and fills them with T-Rexes for no apparent reason, other than that she thinks they’re rad. There’s an alternate reality in which she’s a Tumblr legend, and I want to live in that reality.

So here’s the thing. I know I’m not a Big Tumblr Person. I have virtually no clout in things like this, and the odds of anyone seeing this post are kinda limited. But I also want this woman to be so inundated with requests for awesome dino paintings that she has no choice but to open up an online store. I want my home and those of everyone I know to be filled with humungous, lush oils of morbid hilarious dinosaur beauty, like if Monet spent a glorious weekend binging all of Jurassic Park while also on a cocaine bender.

Reblog this. Email her telling her how great you think she is and how much you wish she had an amazon site or whatever. Consider supporting her, if you have some money and love dinosaurs. Boost the shit out of this, because even if she doesn’t get a single dime, her artwork makes me smile and I want to at least share the happy with others, and maybe bounce some of it back to her.

I am not sorry for the length of this post. You got pretty flowers and fucking dinos and you are welcome for it.

I know some of you Funky Witches want this.

@roachpatrol this seems like your kinda stuff