Alright, so as some of you may know, my father died unexpectedly on October 16. As his next of kin, I’ve been tasked with finding a way to properly bury him. I nowhere near have enough money alone to lay him to rest, and my family is still paying for my grandmothers death in April.
I’ve set up a page for donations. I understand if you cannot donate, because I’m in the position of being horribly broke myself. However, if you could reblog this, spread the word, I would greatly appreciate it. I lost my absolute best friend, and I hate the thought of him not finding peace in death.
There is a reward level on there, an option of a handmade heart pillow
that can be customized to have lavender inside, or a pocket on the outside to be used as a tooth fairy pillow (and such!). It’s something small I can do.
So, if you could spread the word, get this around, I would greatly appreciate it. I’ll also be using PayPal, if anyone is uncomfortable with gofundme. If you’d like to do that, please let me know and I’ll set you up.
Update: OH MY GOD, the feedback is amazing. Thank you all who have reblogged and ever more thanks to those who have donated. My family is currently trying to scrape together $1,000 so that we can have my dad cremated, and as my uncle said, “so we know where he is and that’s one piece of mine we’ll keep.” So, keep reblogging and spreading the word. Every little thing helps, and I’m grateful for all of it.
For those of you who don’t know, my boyfriend Josh and I officially moved out of our respective shitty home situations. He got fired from his job, and we wound up moving in with friends, who are putting us up while he hunts for work in a town with ACTUAL PUBLIC TRANSIT!
But there’s a problem. While he’s job-hunting, we are majorly strapped for cash. We’ve been here about two months, and we haven’t had much luck. Our options are limited, since there are only so many places near the bus route that are hiring. We don’t have a car, and at the moment neither of us has a license. That makes things a lot harder. In the meantime, we have $6 left of what my mother sent us for groceries. There’s no way I can bring myself to ask her for more, not when she’s struggling with money, too.
Also, we’ve got a little over a week left to find him a job before we have to find somewhere else to stay (basically, if he can’t find a job, we go, but if he can, we stay a little longer). His parents have told him that he can come back home if things don’t work out… but I can’t come with him, and there’s no way I could survive moving back in with my grandmother. If we can’t find someone else to take us in (unlikely, but possible), we’re going to need money to stay in a hotel for a while, and to pay someone to hold our things for us until we can make arrangements. Whether or not we can find someone to stay with, we’ll need money to pay for transportation, winter clothes (neither of us have jackets and Mississippi winters are surprisingly bitter), and a range of other things I’m probably forgetting.
Before anyone tries to suggest a homeless shelter, I’ve looked into what’s available and researched the pros and cons. It’s not happening. The only viable option would be the Salvation Army in Tupelo, and that wouldn’t pan out well. I’m trans (non-binary, or possibly a really femme dude, I’m not really 100% sure and it’s not safe to explore it while we’re living on the buckle of the Bible Belt), Josh and I are both queer, and they’d separate us. That’s especially not good for me, because I am a small, timid DFAB individual who would be a prime target for a predator. I also have profound anxiety and epilepsy, and my panic attacks have a tendency to turn into seizures. On top of that, shelter life isn’t particularly compatible with finding a job. Check-in times don’t exactly jive with work.
Y’all can consider this a tip jar for my blog. If you like the stuff I reblog, and you’d like me alive to keep doing it, chip in a little bit! Every dollar counts. Literally, if you can donate a dollar, it would be dearly appreciated. Even if you can’t donate, please signal boost. We’re dead fucking broke and in pretty dire need of help.
Donations go here: gofundme.com/g4j3pc
I know, Gofundme has horrible policies, but we can’t get Paypal to cooperate. We don’t exactly have a choice here. Ideological purity can’t provide us with food, shelter, or clothing. If we can get Paypal working for us, we’ll change over to that, but Gofundme is our only option for now.
If you want, Josh can draw something in exchange for your donation, or I can do a tarot reading for you. I’m sorry that we can’t offer more. We deeply appreciate every reblog and donation.
I know you’re mostly away but you talked a bit about owls. They crop up in the background a lot, but we get a close-up in “Venomous” of the one Lydia is wearing.
This is when Jackson kisses her despite her telling him “no” repeatedly, and so she’s also wearing it earlier in the episode for this…
Which is itself a reenactment of this:
After the immediately-above in “Ice Pick” Lydia goes, cries in the bathroom, sees the spectre of Peter, and goes to the trophy case where she sees the name “Peter Hale” but her own reflection vs the picture she realizes is there later.
I at least think get a couple of things I’ve mentioned around before, but none of them about the owl:
- Jackson is turning into someone she doesn’t recognize.
- Lydia herself is carrying Peter’s memories and acting on them.
- She’s herself in the ‘real world’ and Peter in the ‘mirror’.
- Jackson, meanwhile, profoundly doesn’t know who’s in the mirror staring back at him when he has mirror scenes.
…so, what in the world does any of it have to do with owls? That I don’t know.
There may be some Athena/Minerva connection but. I wouldn’t know what it was.
wouldn’t these both kinda hafta do with awakening power? I dunno but wasn’t this the point where Lydia began to come into her banshee skills (with the Peter power-up bite) and Jackson with his kanima?
Using the owl as a common link could we link it to Stiles and his current sexuality / power struggle?
Or or or if we zone in on Lydia and the owl alone it still kinda brings in a gaining power kinda theme… idek
Finally, she didn’t miss an important occasion of her daughter.
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Kids Give Their Opinions About Marriage…
Pam’s going far in life.
Ricky’s going pretty far too
Too brilliant to not reblog.
does anyone else accidentally stare at a boys penis when hes wearing pants
me but it’s never an accident
DO GIRLS REALLY DO THIS
yep, I’m just like, how can you hide a penis there? like where does it go?
it’s not even in a sexual way, i’m just like, how does it fit in there? is it uncomfortable?
#BUT THE MURDER QUARTET BEING A POP ROCK BAND THO #lauren as the smoky voiced and smoky eyed lead singer #with warm eyes and a kind smile but all the more untouchable for it #because everyone knows that she can do better #wes in lead guitar energetically bouncing around the stage and occasionally joining laurel on the mic #the crowd going crazy as they do their impromptu duet back to back #his dimples and charm winning over even the most cynic of critics #connor on bass where he transitions easily from loose languid to fucking electric #sometimes dresses in a suit buttoned to the nines and sometimes in dark jeans and leather jackets #doesn’t drink or smoke crack though all the gossip rags think he does - but finds any indulgences he has sated by the string of pretty nameless men going through his bed #and finally michaela on the drums #sweet and doe-eyed with the most vicious tongue #always in a blouse or skirt even when she’s under the burning hot stage lights #there’s a ring on her left hand that’s always been there since their fame exploded years ago #but to this day the public doesn’t know what it means and who she might’ve given herself to #and she’s in no hurry to share the story #rwohlfdjk I LOVE THIS SHOW SO MUCH HELP
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am i the only one who gets insanely depressed about the fact that the actresses who play the clones don’t get to joke around with each other on set and hang out after they’ve finished filming and be best friends for life because they are literaLLY THE SAME PE RSON