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kitkatnerds3 · 13 hours
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cuddling doesn't have to be romantic
cuddling can be platonic.
cuddle your friends
cuddle your friends
cuddle your friends
cuddle your friends
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reblog w the song lyrics in your head NOW. either stuck in yr head or what yr listening to
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kitkatnerds3 · 14 hours
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having anxiety is like being given permanent unwanted custody of a halter arabian. like okay buddy is it panic time again. cool you probably need more exercise and an apple and then maybe you'll calm down.
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kitkatnerds3 · 1 day
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Two weeks ago, I experienced a violent attack that left me hospitalized. Tragically, my beloved father was killed, and upon returning home, I learned that my mother had also been taken from me. I am now staying with family friends, but they are unable to provide the resources I need to safely evacuate to Egypt, where I have relatives who can care for me.
To secure safe passage, I require $7,000 - a sum I simply cannot afford given the devastating losses I've endured. I am facing the unthinkable prospect of being sent to a refugee camp, which I know will not provide the sanctuary and support I so desperately need at this time.
Your compassionate contribution could make all the difference in allowing me to reach safety and begin the long process of healing and rebuilding my life. Any amount you are able to share would be deeply appreciated and would go directly towards covering the critical expenses needed for my evacuation.
I understand the sensitive nature of this request, and I want to assure you that I will handle all donations with the utmost care and discretion. The safety and well-being of myself and my remaining family is my top priority, and I will ensure that your support is used solely for this purpose.
Please let me know if you have any other questions or if there is any other way I can provide further information. I am truly grateful for your consideration during this incredibly challenging time.
Hello, I am deeply, deeply sorry for your situation and for the fact that I cannot donate you the money you need. I am a minor and have no access to my bank account.
I wish you only the best, and to any of my mutuals or followers reading this, maybe y'all can help this person? If you have money to spare?
I really hope you can get all the money you need to reach safety, and I'm sorry I can't help more.
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kitkatnerds3 · 2 days
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Asexual flag color picked from the celibacy gif
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kitkatnerds3 · 2 days
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hello please can I sleep in a studio ghibli bed it’s urgent
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This is probably my favorite image of all time I first saw it years ago and it has stuck in my head since then. The only vibes I’ll ever need
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kitkatnerds3 · 2 days
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time loop where i keep dying to save you but clearly the loop just wants me to accept your death. im not going to but i can tell that's what it wants
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kitkatnerds3 · 2 days
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I'm appalled. they crushed that fucking baby appalled im now realizing this is more gorey than I anticipated. tw
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kitkatnerds3 · 2 days
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Made the worst brownies ever created just now
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kitkatnerds3 · 2 days
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just once I want to see a good post critiquing makeup culture that doesn’t turn out to be made by some janky radfem blog
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A Vulcan named Stork works at the Terran adoption agency. Parents always request that he be the one to deliver their child to them.
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kitkatnerds3 · 2 days
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What I need for White Americans (ppl in general really, but I'm talking to the U.S.) to understand about Americans of Color is that You don't know Us, but We know YOU.
We've spent generations upon generations of our entire lives learning YOUR social norms, forced to assimilate to YOUR idea of society. We live and learn entirely separate cultures, but we also learn from birth what it means to have to cater to Whiteness in America. It's why I can name so many famous movies with white casts, but most white people didn't even know where "Bye Felicia" came from. It's why I was raised to professionally Code Switch from childhood, but grown white people struggle to even grasp the basics of the grammar of AAVE. It's why people who speak different languages think they have to give up their own mother tongue just to function in this country.
It's why you all are so uncomfortable with the idea of people of color questioning and rejecting what seems "normal" to you- and to be honest, I actually think older white generations are better at admitting this than younger ones. It's because what you know as normal is usually not "normal"- it's White. Whiteness is just as loud as any other presentation of race in this country, you just don't see it that way because everyone else has been forced to maintain your comfort. The entire system is built around it, and you don't even know it.
It's why it frustrates white Americans of some marginalization- queer, disabled, neurodivergent- because you do not have access to the "norm" as it is shown to you. But that frustration- literally everyone of color (who shares those identities btw) lives under that understanding.
Idk, I didn't really have a direction. I just think it's wild how so many conversations require this... Constant Verbal Leveling of the Playing Field simply because Whiteness blinds white people to what things ACTUALLY look like out here.
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kitkatnerds3 · 2 days
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Ok so today I was on the bus with another trans guy and we were talking about how hard it is to get testosterone. The waiting lists, the price, all the doctors you have to go to, that kind of stuff. Except, we were calling it ’T’, like you do when you’re both closeted and in public.
Then suddenly the elderly lady sitting behind us was like ‘young men, either I’m going crazy or you both have never heard of supermarkets, they have shelves full of tea there! Do you need directions to one?’
To which my buddy starts to explain, because why not. ‘Well you see, we’re both trans, and… ’
The lady didn’t wait for him to finish his sentence. ‘Oh no, I don’t mind that at all! Now do you want to know how to get to a place that sells tea? I’m actually heading there right now!’
We let her take us to the supermarket. We let her show us, excitedly, where the tea was. We both bought loads.
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