I helped a friend move yesterday. She’s a gorgeous funny amazing queer black woman with common sense, impeccable style, always smells good…
Her house was disgusting
I started sweeping in the living room and noticed there was a lot of dirt but I thought maybe her ex roommates left it dirty and she was too overwhelmed to clean up after them
But then we got to her bedroom 😩
The floorboards were CAKED in dirt and grime
There wasn’t a clean surface to be found
Her mattress was a horror story
I was so shocked and confused, like I can’t believe it. I’m still in shock. Every wall was filthy! I’ve complained to her about dirty roommates before but she’s on par with some of the worst. I was standing around that house like
Hi! I’m sure a lot of you know this but I’m a non binary crafts person of color. I run a business called warclad, making medieval and fantasy gear. I’m self taught and spend my time studying old techniques. I’m currently teaching myself to work steel. With how things are times are hard and I can use all the help I can get to keep doing the work I love. If you like what you see consider following me on
If you like my work you can get your hands on it over on Etsy, or you can support me on Patreon. I’m really hoping to get into making tutorials and testing out my work.
Please consider rebloging this, and if you can, add on other poc’s and lgbt individuals involved in craft work as we can use all the boosting we can get these days.
Its black history month so I wanted to bring this back around. You’ve all made this last year an amazing one! Thank you!
Valentine’s day is NOT a day for lovers, couples, or people in relationships. Valentine’s day is exclusively for elementary school students who each buy their entire class cute little cards with cartoon characters on them, messily scrawl their classmates names there as an act of love, and give them a tiny little candy packet.
i am a proud mixed Indigenous lesbian.
i
struggle to announce this. i know my issues are not that big compared to
what is going on globally. it’s hard to see your life as worthwhile
when, in the grand scheme of things, it is insignificant. but i fear for
my life.
yesterday (9/7) i found out i have cervical cancer. after
months of waiting for an appointment,
despite having known since something
was wrong, due to the injustice that is the
American healthcare system. it has completely turned my world upside down + shaken me to
my core. with every breath i fear the cancer is spreading. i
don’t know how long my own body has been killing itself, all i know is
that i need to hurry to get the injured parts of it removed.
my family
has built itself from the ground up and is barely managing. especially
with the pandemic.. which has taken a tremendous toll on the alaskan
economy.. and as farmers, we lack the means to afford the medical care
i’m in dire need of. i struggle with my mental health during a normal day, and this news has virtually killed any light
i had left. my waking moments have felt like a nightmare. a nightmare with
no foreseeable end in sight.
if there is anyone out there who reads
this, by offering your help you are saving me. whether it be by thoughtful sentiments or contributions or spreading this post wherever
you can. my life is not in my hands anymore.
thank you for taking the time to read this. i appreciate all of you
paypal:
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guys!!!!! i’m almost half way which means when i get there i can pencil in my surgery date 🥺🤲 thank you infinitely for spreading this and getting me where i need to be!!!!! i appreciate each and every one of you!
