So I was recently deserted by financial aid and now I can’t afford to go to school. I am already enrolled and I can’t drop out now for the year. I’m in need of some serious help. I am searching really hard to find a job, but it’s not working out at this current moment. A friend suggested to me…
So I was recently deserted by financial aid and now I can’t afford to go to school. I am already enrolled and I can’t drop out now for the year. I’m in need of some serious help. I am searching really hard to find a job, but it’s not working out at this current moment. A friend suggested to me that I try a GoFundMe to get friends and possibly family to help donate. If any one knows me, they know I absolutely hate asking friends to borrow money or even asking for help in any way. This is a last resort for me right now. My family can’t help because we are swamped as it is, and I couldn’t put that on my parents. So I’m reaching out to tumblr. Please help me stay in school. My home is at school, it is where I feel most comfortable, it is where I can be myself and I have the most amazing friends in the world that are supportive of me when it comes to my mental health issues. I can’t leave. So please, if there is any way you can help, even if that is just reblogging this, please I do beg you.
my favorite month and happens during my
favorite season. I wish we could aimlessly
walk around a forest and with each leaf that
falls from the branches above, we fall a little
more for each other too. While hand in hand
we can crave the smell of warm coffee and
cinnamon muffins on a chilly morning, we
could feel the autumn breeze brush against
our skin and the goose bumps we get, we
won’t be able to tell if it’s from touching each
other’s skin or from the wind being too cool.
When we lay in bed you’d have the hardest
time moving an inch away from me, because
I’d want to be skin to skin every minute.
These lonely summer nights without you make
me crave the fall, and crave the season of
death in the hopes that maybe this loneliness
would die too, and you’d appear by my side.
I can’t tell if I love the night too dearly, or
hate it too passionately. I think I’d adore
it if I got to sleep next to you every evening,
and I think that I’d enjoy the sunset more
watching it hit your face than actually
seeing it say goodnight. I just crave to
spend time with you, I do.
Holy hell(via karranicole)
Midnight thoughts (sometimes I’m a mess)
Everything you love is here
The Proclone Wears Prada
If you woke up tomorrow, and your internet looked like this, what would you do?
Imagine all your favorite websites taking forever to load, while you get annoying notifications from your ISP suggesting you switch to one of their approved “Fast Lane” sites.
Think about what we would lose: all the weird, alternative, interesting, and enlightening stuff that makes the Internet so much cooler than mainstream Cable TV. What if the only news sites you could reliably connect to were the ones that had deals with companies like Comcast and Verizon?
On September 10th, just a few days before the FCC’s comment deadline, public interest organizations are issuing an open, international call for websites and internet users to unite for an “Internet Slowdown” to show the world what the web would be like if Team Cable gets their way and trashes net neutrality. Net neutrality is hard to explain, so our hope is that this action will help SHOW the world what’s really at stake if we lose the open Internet.
If you’ve got a website, blog or tumblr, get the code to join the #InternetSlowdown here: https://battleforthenet.com/sept10th
Everyone else, here’s a quick list of things you can do to help spread the word about the slowdown: http://tumblr.fightforthefuture.org/post/96020972118/be-a-part-of-the-great-internet-slowdown
wHY DOES THIS HAVE SO FEW NOTES
I’m sure you’ve all seen what’s up with Tumblr, but this is REALLY serious, guys.
Let’s not fool ourselves — our legal wins in marriage equality, although incredibly important, don’t make our relationships any more acceptable in the eyes of the common passerby. If anything, our legal wins have only provoked the deeply homophobic to dig their heels in the sand as they’re dragged along toward equality. As we win in the court systems, we are losing in the streets.
I’m not the only one who feels this way. I know plenty of same-sex couples who fear holding the hands for the possible ramifications of that small act of love. It’s not even always the threat of physical violence. Sometimes, just the stares and whispers are enough to re-closet even the most out person. But that’s exactly what it is: re-closeting.
When we don’t feel safe to show love to the person we love, we are being re-closeted. The fear we feel then isn’t coming just from the likelihood of encountering homophobia but from the sensation of hiding, again, as so many of us have done in the past.
Somehow the same act that is seen as affection for heterosexual couples is seen as deviant for same-sex ones. Essentially, the people who argue against same-sex PDA believe our love is different and lesser than theirs. To them, same-sex couples showing public affection is as an act of violence toward a heterosexist society that has brainwashed queer people into hiding ourselves — which is exactly why we need more PDA. Lots more.