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Eddie : Venom Venom!

Venom : Yes Eddie?

Eddie : Eating people?

Venom : No Eddie

Eddie : Telling lies?

Venom : No Eddie!

Eddie : Open your mouth

Venom : *regurgitates entire police force*

Venom : ... ha ha ha?

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PSA

I lay in bed and I hear my sister crying in the bathroom and it breaks my heart. I failed to help her. She has no money to pay for bills, she has no money to take her son to the dentist or buy him new shoes. She sleep on the floor in my bedroom for five months now because she just doesn’t have any place to go.

She told me today that she keep thinking about killing herself.

I saw signal boosts where people asked for money because they wanted to go to Disneyland or they wanted to visit their friend in another state. And they got tons of donations. I’m not saying that you can’t raise money for less serious things. But I see my sister who has nothing at all right now and wonder why everyone ignore my asks for help. No one owns me money of course. That’s not what I’m saying. It just would be nice if some nice person or two send a few dollars. You would make a single mother and her son happy.

So please please if you can spare something, send via paypal:  monicakil@mail.com

If you want to know more about the situation click here

AND PLEASE PLEASE REBLOG THIS POST, SPREAD IT SO MORE PEOPLE WOULD SEE IT. WE NEED AT LEAST $500. .

THANK YOU

UPDATE ON MONDAY OCTOBER 15: WE DIDN’T GET ANYTHING IN MORE THAN TWO WEEKS  AND WE STILL NEED THOSE $500. PLEASE PLEASE IF EVERYBODY COULD JUST DONATE A DOLLAR WE WOULD MEAT OUR GOAL. OR IF YOU REALLY CAN’T (AND I TOTALLY FEEL YOU) AT LEAST REBLOG IT. I FOUND OUT THAT I PROBABLY HAVE SM AND I’M FEELING WORSE AND WORSE EVERY DAY. I CAN’T HELP HER FOR MUCH LONGER.

PAYPAL: monicakil@mail.com

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The impenetrable squat wall will protect you from all chain posts in the vein of “reblog or terrible things will happen to you”, just by showing up on your dash. These guys have you covered.

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SOMEONE FINALLY SAID IT

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I’d ship more heterosexual relationships if Hollywood gave me more wholesome straight relationships and less toxic ones which only dynamic was that he was a boy and she was a girl can I make it any more obvious.

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Send me a word, if it’s in my wip document I’ll answer your ask with the paragraph that it appears in

do this please please please

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People’s invisible illnesses are not a joke

 My mother suffers from migraines that are often triggered by scent. This can range anywhere from cleaning products, scented garbage bags, cologne/perfume and so on. As such, she’s had to ask for accommodations in the facility she works. This has included wearing surgical masks, industrial respirators, and having a perfume/cologne free work environment.

Here’s the thing, since receiving the accommodations, my mother has gone to the hospital more than six times for perfume exposure. Why? Because her co-workers deliberately wear excess amounts of perfume or cologne to trigger her migraines because they believe their right to wear perfume outweighs her right to live. This is not an exaggeration, my mother’s doctors have repeatedly stated that any one of these incidents could actually kill her.

Oh, and let me be clear, these are deliberate incidents. These are documented grievances with witnesses. Witnesses who saw co-workers put on perfume before interacting with my mother or workers deliberately crossing in my mother’s work area despite not even working in the area. Workers who have admitted to exposing her on purpose.  Even worse, some of those who’ve exposed her are supervisors.

People don’t believe my mother when she says her migraines are triggered by scent. Because they can’t see it, they don’t think it can possibly be that bad. It has taken her literally being hauled off in ambulance for some people to understand the severity of her condition.

Illnesses or disabilities, whether visible or not, are not jokes. Don’t play with someone else’s health or well being. It’s fucked up.

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Um excuse me… Rare? Literally all my friends are puffs. They’re the only ones who stick around long enough to discover I’m not as cold as I seem at first. But okay.

(special shout out to my fandom puffles, like @jadepresley and @josiemoone and @emerald-fire-3510)

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I love being queer, reblog if you too love being queer

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You have now fucked the character on your desktop/mobile wallpaper.

How fucked are you?

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It’s okay to change your mind.

A while back a ton of people saw a video of a turtle with a straw stuck up its nose. I was one of them. It was very sad. 

So when places started proposing we ban plastic straws, I was like…

“Yeah! Fuck straws!”

But then the disabled community spoke up and tried to inform everyone that plastic bendy straws are essential for people with various health issues. Without them, people might end up having to make the choice of whether or not they can consume liquids in public. And that really sucks.

This community put a lot of thought and research into this and was unable to find another material that could be a suitable replacement in every circumstance.

They proposed a system where you could just ask for straws rather than places giving them out all willy-nilly. This would still reduce the use of plastic straws significantly without screwing disabled folks. 

I assessed this new information and…

I CHANGED MY DAMN MIND. 

*gasp* “The Frogman is a flip-flopper!”

Naively, I figured most people who consumed this new information would do the same. 

But it ended up being a mixed bag of mostly sullen disappointment. 

As I read the comments on various articles I noticed a weird phenomenon where people magically transformed into materials scientists. 

Disabled groups thought long and hard about this. These groups did some great in-depth research. And all these groups pretty much came to a unanimous consensus that there are currently no satisfactory alternative solutions. They also found that plastic straws are actually a drop in the bucket of our waste issues. Furthermore, the “straws on demand” solution would make that drop pretty frickin’ tiny. The overall risk to turtle noses would go way down.

Despite seeing these conclusions thoroughly presented to them, people would think about the issue for about 30 seconds and be like…

“Okay, but what about paper straws? What about reusable straws? What about this? What about that? I have a metal straw that works great! Surely that will do!”

These internet dunderheads actually believed their 30-second brainstorm would come up with a sufficient solution that has not been thought of yet. 

As if the entire disabled community is going to be like, “We did all of this research, spent all of this time looking for alternatives, committed all of these resources to spread our conclusions, BUT WE NEVER KNEW ABOUT PAPER STRAWS! Thank you, kind stranger! You have single-handedly solved this dilemma!”

I just have trouble wrapping my head around the kind of ego one must have to think they could solve an issue like this with an internet comment. 

What makes it worse is some of these “what about” comments would be replies to actual disabled people. These sudden experts in the science of materials would start suggesting straw alternatives. And these disabled folks, who are probably exhausted and at their wit’s end, must decide if they should give these individuals explanations of why these genius suggestions won’t work for them. 

“I know you aren’t feeling well, but can you do all of the research for me so I don’t have to spend 2 minutes googling shit?” 

And when you try to tell these people they are being ableist and kinda shitty, they act like a wounded animal. Suddenly they are the victim. THEY WERE JUST TRYING TO HELP! Not trusting people who live with these problems is the height of privilege. And forcing them to make their experiences relateable while remaining calm and polite is exhausting. 

Then someone made this amazing chart that couldn’t possibly make it any easier to comprehend. 

And people were still responding to it with…

“OKAY, BUT WHAT ABOUT…?”

In conclusion…

IT’S OKAY TO CHANGE YOUR DAMN MIND.

Also…

YOU’RE NOT AS SMART AS YOU THINK YOU ARE.

(Unless you actually are a materials scientist and you are developing an alternative as we speak.)