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high-on-feels:

gofckingcrazy:

high-on-feels:

Everyone who reblogs this before July 20th will get an edit based on their URL! (u don’t have to be following me)

everyone!

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try me

(Source: mishasprincess)

feministroosterteeth:

thishalfisforjean:

THESE ARE SOME OF THE TAGS THAT THE 4CHANNERS ARE HITTING.
PLEASE, JUST STAY AWAY FROM THE TAGGING SYSTEM.
The caption was to a gory photo, under the #feminist tag.
This is serious.

Signal boost, please. People need to stay out of these tags for now.

feministroosterteeth:

thishalfisforjean:

THESE ARE SOME OF THE TAGS THAT THE 4CHANNERS ARE HITTING.

PLEASE, JUST STAY AWAY FROM THE TAGGING SYSTEM.

The caption was to a gory photo, under the #feminist tag.

This is serious.

Signal boost, please. People need to stay out of these tags for now.

(Source: rootytootyaimnshooty)

kinomatika:

fivetail:

This person I’m talking to is my mother.

She’s abused me my entire life, mentally, verbally, emotionally, and physically (when I was younger.)

For the past few years, things have been especially rough for us. We are a family of six (one mom, five kids.) My dad skipped out during the divorce and we haven’t seen a cent in child support. She’s doing her best to make ends meet, and I do what I can to help.

I go to school full-time and work part-time, around 15-20 hours a week. More than half of my paycheck is put away to help with rent and bills. I pay for my own public transportation. I pay for my own groceries, toiletries, clothing, whatever I need. I’m 23, I feel like if I’m still living at home I should be taking care of myself. And still, she manages to make me feel like I deserve this. She makes me feel like I’m in the wrong for preordering a figurine or going on a trip I’ve been saving for. She constantly makes me feel like absolute shit for not spending every dime I earn helping out, no matter how much I contribute, no matter how much I do. She seems to believe I have significant stores of money I’m purposefully hiding from her, and lashes out at me whenever I can’t give her any more money. She is only ever nice to me when I can pay her something. She is mentally unstable, always has been, and she refuses to seek further help or take the meds she was prescribed for her diagnosed depression.

I once lent her my credit card number to help her pay for bills she couldn’t take care of. For the past several months, she’s been using that card to pay for a Match.com membership, with the charges amounting to $130 within the past four months.

I was in dire need of overdue dental work and she offered up her work insurance to pay for it—once you pay for the dental charges, you send in the receipt and they deposit it back into the policy holder’s account. The first refund was for about $230. I never saw it because she, “never checks her account and must have spent it on groceries or something,” when in reality she’s fiscally irresponsible and constantly takes my younger siblings out for dinners and movies and yells at me when she comes up short. We’ve been on final notice for our electricity bill several times. I’ve had to take out emergency loans to pay $1200 in rent she couldn’t cover, twice, so we could keep the roof above our heads. She doesn’t spend money properly and I have to pay for it, almost every time.

It’s worth noting that she doesn’t abuse my siblings. Just me. Calling child services for four other kids would make a much larger and more difficult mess than we’re in.

She yelled at me over the phone while I was at school this afternoon, cursing and verbally threatening me and I hung up on her. I don’t feel like it’s safe to go home. I feel like if I do, she will end up doing something that warrants a phone call to the police (probably either physically threatening me with graphic violence, threatening suicide, or trashing all my shit; she has told me she’s wanted to “punch/bash/stab my fucking face in” more than once.)

I need to get out of this house and the earliest opportunity would be in fall. I’m afraid that isn’t soon enough but I can’t quite afford anywhere else on my own. I really don’t know what to do.

I don’t know why I’m posting this, I’m not looking for donations or anything. I guess I just needed to get it out there. I guess I just needed someone else to know.

I don’t often make a habit of piping up on the behalf of others, but Fivetail is and continues to be one of my best friends and it pains me to see them be treated this way by someone who should be there for them.

Five is like a sibling to me and they’ve always been there to support me when I needed it and more than once they’ve come through to help me and give me a little pick me up when I needed it and I really want to help in this situation.

If Five wants me to delete my addendum to this post, I definitely will, but until they tell me to, I’d really appreciate it if you guys would consider donating to their “cocoa fund"  

I know Five didn’t ask for donations, but I’m asking y’all to consider donating anyways because they do not deserve this. They are consistently a good person and consistently end up scrabbling at the short end of the stick and it makes me miserable to see this kind of thing, so please, if it is at all possible for you to do so, please, please donate.

Please help make it possible for Five to get out of this toxic and dangerous situation as soon as humanly possible.

theshiningwitch:

Today is a horrible day.
 Monday 4/21/2014, I was suspended from my very new job as a full time infant teacher after finding out that my physical was declared failed. Why was it failed? The picture above shows you. I was failed on my work physical for self harm scars that occured about 7-10 years ago when I was going through major abuse, loss, and other related events with my family.
I am NOT looking for pity, I am looking for help. This puts me out of a job, this puts me out of money and like any college student trying to make it on their own, I can’t be in this situation. I have bills to pay and I have to support myself, which I can’t do presently because of a faulty failed physical.
The doctor stated to me clearly he didn’t think I was capable of working with children or that should be working with children with these scars on my arms. He then failed my physical. I am attending college currently specifically for this career in Childcare. I am hurt, disgusted, and angry by all of this. This has reopened wounds and memories I’ve had tucked away for years and on top of it all, the career I’ve been striving for and will CONTINUE to strive for has been snatched away from me on bullshit terms.
If ANYONE, and I’m begging everyone on tumblr right now, if anyone can help me then please PRIVATE MESSAGE me. I am looking for legal advice and need to know what steps I can take. I am looking for ANYTHING to make sure I can secure myself in case I can’t find another full time job before bills become due again and I start getting hungry with only a dollar for food.
If you cannot give me advice or point me in the right direction there is one very important thing you can do for me. Just to give me one last hope and chance.
SIGNAL BOOST THIS. I need to get attention on this before it gets swept under the rug. So please. Reblog. Post to facebook. Post anywhere. Just link it back to my blog.
I need your help. PLEASE.

theshiningwitch:

Today is a horrible day.

 Monday 4/21/2014, I was suspended from my very new job as a full time infant teacher after finding out that my physical was declared failed. Why was it failed? The picture above shows you. I was failed on my work physical for self harm scars that occured about 7-10 years ago when I was going through major abuse, loss, and other related events with my family.

I am NOT looking for pity, I am looking for help. This puts me out of a job, this puts me out of money and like any college student trying to make it on their own, I can’t be in this situation. I have bills to pay and I have to support myself, which I can’t do presently because of a faulty failed physical.

The doctor stated to me clearly he didn’t think I was capable of working with children or that should be working with children with these scars on my arms. He then failed my physical. I am attending college currently specifically for this career in Childcare. I am hurt, disgusted, and angry by all of this. This has reopened wounds and memories I’ve had tucked away for years and on top of it all, the career I’ve been striving for and will CONTINUE to strive for has been snatched away from me on bullshit terms.

If ANYONE, and I’m begging everyone on tumblr right now, if anyone can help me then please PRIVATE MESSAGE me. I am looking for legal advice and need to know what steps I can take. I am looking for ANYTHING to make sure I can secure myself in case I can’t find another full time job before bills become due again and I start getting hungry with only a dollar for food.

If you cannot give me advice or point me in the right direction there is one very important thing you can do for me. Just to give me one last hope and chance.

SIGNAL BOOST THIS. I need to get attention on this before it gets swept under the rug. So please. Reblog. Post to facebook. Post anywhere. Just link it back to my blog.

I need your help. PLEASE.

can-i-be-your-favorite-bird:

it’s very frustrating being a girl and trying to flirt with other girls like. you tell them, ur cute. ‘Aw thank you’ no. no i’m being gay with you. homo intended. damn it