Not Taking Any Of Crayola’s Shit Today.

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Please, spread this for those who might need it right now

U.S. suicide hotline: call or text 988 (available 24 hours)

U.S. trans lifeline: (877) 565-8860 (when you call, you’ll speak to a trans/nonbinary peer operator. full anonymity and confidentiality)

Substance Abuse and Mental Health Services Administration (SAMHSA) National Helpline: 1-800-662-HELP (4357) – provides 24/7 confidential support and referrals for individuals and families facing mental health and substance use disorders, including panic attacks and anxiety.

LGBT National Help Center: (888) 843-4564

Trevor Project: Call (866) 488-7386, text START to 678-678, or chat online.

Take care of yourself and each other. Please stay safe ♡

the emotion i just experienced is kind of indescribable

Tim: The worst thing about meeting new people is that they’re new.

Tim: And they’re people.

Tim: And you’re meeting them.

Hi, my name is Toony/Trickster, a nonbinary, black, disabled, autistic, queer 18 year old and I’m getting kicked out of my house by my abusive, transphobic mother for having a panic attack.

Yesterday my mom and I got into an argument where she slapped me, called the police on me twice (for no reason, and she often does this knowing damn well I’m terrified of the police), punched me and slammed my hand into a door to the point where I couldn’t move it.

Along with this, she called me retarded, mocked me for crying after she hurt me and said “she can’t handle me being trans due to the mental illness aspect.” During the instance where she slammed my hand into the door, the beginning of the frame began to crack and the door can’t shut correctly.

I don’t know how long I have here and I need to find a place to live, prefably in the Western Massachusetts area near Springfield so I can get to school and work.

If you think you can help me, or provide anything in this situation, my inbox is open. My CashApp is $tuxedosam , and any amount of money will go towards an apartment or transportation to work or school.

Please reblog and spread this as much as you can, I need to get out of here.

To my fellow American Citizens

The answer to despair is action!

Please read:

Reblogs help reach more people, if you cannot help for whatever reason you can still reblog and that makes all the difference!

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YOU CAN CONTACT THE WHITE HOUSE DIRECTLY:

Go to this website https://t.co/nhEejuzfG3

Submit directly to the president

Click the first option, select your reasoning as election security

State these pieces of information in a paragraph:

32 fake Bomb Threats were called into democratic leading poll places, rendering polls to be closed for at least an hour

A lot of people reporting their ballots weren't counted for various reasons that are not very sound seeming. (Signature invalidation, information that vote counter could not have had)

This all occurred in swing states. (PA, Nevada, Georgia, ETC.)

This is all too coincidental that these things happen and swing in his favor after months of hinting of foul play.

Directly state that an investigation for tampering/interference/fraud is required, not just a recount.

The White House

Contact Us | The White House

Contact the President, Vice President, get help with a Federal Agency, or request a Presidential Greeting.

Draco, watching the Little Mermaid: Why is she brushing her hair with a fork? What???

Harry, crashing through the door: it's a dinGLEHOPPER. TALK TO ME ONCE YOU'VE EDUCATED YOURSELF you UNCULTURED SWINE!!!!

I need someone to hold me gently and it's getting critical

Remus: If you bite it and you die, it's poisonous. If it bites you and you die, it's venomous.

Sirius: What if it bites me and it dies?

Remus: That means you're poisonous.

Sirius: What if it bites itself and I die?

Peter: That's voodoo.

Sirius: What if it bites me and someone else dies?

Remus: That's correlation, not causation.

Sirius: What if we bite each other and neither of us die?

James: That's kinky.

Remus: Oh, my god.