This place is a prison.

sydloohoo:

"When did you decide to be gay?"

Last week. I woke up and I was like I want to be judged and not accepted by most of society and denied basic human rights. I thought it would be fun to not be allowed to get married and to be called rude names when I’m with the person I love. I mean, who wouldn’t want that?

(via coolest-humans)

janiiit:

janiiit:

Sisters/Brothers/Siblings,

My name is Janit, and I have just been diagnosed with a pretty heavy hitting terminal brain cancer called Grade III Anaplastic Oligodendroglioma. I had neurosurgery to remove the tumor, but it’s not treatable by that alone, and honestly, it doesn’t respond well to other treatments either. The battle is going to be long, hard and exhausting. The average life expectancy is 3 1/2 years. I do not have a good relationship with my family, mostly due to my queerness, and am very scared of having to go home to them for care and living the remaining life I have left in a hellhole. I cannot work and was denied disability, making a lot of things hard to pay for. I am asking you for help. Below is my GoFundMe account where you can donate money to help me with things like rent, food, medical care, and therapy. Anything and everything helps. I am already overwhelmed with the generosity that has been given to me, but the care I need is expensive. I am lost and doing the last thing I can think of, asking the universe to provide and hoping that it does. I am young, scared shitless and begging for your help. If you cannot donate, I would appreciate if you could give this a signal boost. Help in any and all forms is immensely appreciated. Thank you, thank you, thank you, from the bottom of my heart. Feel free to follow me and watch my story unfold. I love and need friends right now

http://www.gofundme.com/be0xqc

UPDATE:

I healed very well from my neurosurgery, and have moved on to other types of treatment, mostly chemo and radiation. The chemo has made my body stop producing blood platelets, which you need for blood clotting and whatnot, and I have had to do 2 emergency transfusions in the last 3 days. The chemo has also made my hair fall out, so now I am serving bald headed realness all day. I am updating, frankly, because I am running out of money, my gofundme has lost all steam and am still being put through the ringer by disability. Please friends, find it in your heart to donate or share, based on your ability to do such. Thank you, so much. I will never be able to convey my appreciation for every single person who has helped me along the way. You are all so, so beautiful.

http://www.gofundme.com/be0xqc

(via coolest-humans)

You know what, I can over think everything and find a million ways to doubt myself. I’ve just come to realize that, we’re only here briefly. And while I’m here, I wanna allow myself joy. So fuck it.

—Her (2014)

(Source: larmoyante, via anchored-downnn)

soul-gender:

sometimes old school backstreet boys helps

People who lack the clarity, courage, or determination to follow their own dreams will often find ways to discourage yours. When you change for the better, the people around you will be inspired to change also….but only after doing their best to make you stop. Live your truth and don’t EVER stop.

— Steve Maraboli (via purplebuddhaproject)

(via soul-gender)

hipsterbrigadier:

genderqueer/agender couples could have so much fun with weddings. Non of that “I now pronounce you husband and wife stuff”

"I now pronounce you partners in crime"

"I now pronounce you the dynamic duo"

(via soul-gender)