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yohji yamamoto spring 2000
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Like most people don’t like to admit this, but one of the reasons a lot of us have so many mental health issues is because we live in a world that has basically become untenable. People can’t afford basic necessities, let alone to cultivate their interests or take breaks and rest or do any of the things necessary for good mental health. People my age are wracked with debt, working at jobs they hate or studying topics they hate, living in a shitty apartment with five roommates. We live in a world that’s very hard to be healthy in. So while yeah, a lot of people obviously do have mental illnesses that would need medication no matter what, they are greatly exacerbated by these issues, and a lot of people have basically just been thrust into an eternal situational depression. So if that doesn’t change, medication is just a band-aid. 
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The More Loving One
i. Wikipedia / ii. Unknown / iii. Remember My Name - Mitski / iv. You Cooked for Me - Caitlin Conlon / v. A Loving Feeling - Mitski / vi. starparkdesigns / vii. A Burning Hill - Mitski
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i hate this fucking "i'm just a girl" brand of feminism bc it is so easy for young women in their 20s who are afraid of big changes and personal growth to revert to depending on their gender and the associated fragility of it so that they can make it through life when really they're just trapping themselves in a position where they cannot and will not grow out of that fear.
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Pansy ring, 1930s.
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*becomes everything I dreamed of when I was little and almost doesn’t notice*
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Erno Goldfinger’s flat, 2 Willow Road
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General list of some verified gfms that have reached out to me:
Momen Alostaz - €8,947 raised of €70,000 goal
Wafaa and her family - €8,530 raised of €35,000 goal
Eman Abuhayya - $41,364 AUD raised of $85,684 goal
Shahad Abumousa - $9,695 raised of $40,000 goal
Abdallah Alanqar - €6,680 raised of €35,000 goal
Firas Salem - €29,041 raised of €65,000 goal
Little Yusuf & his family - €38,310 raised of €85,000 goal
Issam Aziz - €2,835 raised of €7,000 goal
Fadi Sharif - $29,885 raised of $62,500 goal
Ruba Abushaban - €20,675 raised of €55,000 goal
Ahmd Iyd - £9,031 raised of £150,000 goal
Hadi Abudaya - $1,121 CAD raised of $17,732 goal
Mahmoud Balousha - €10,775 raised of €50,000 goal
Bilal salah - €32,624 raised of €70,000 goal
Ahmed Shaqqoura - €10,159 raised of €45,000 goal
Anas family - $7,880 raised of $20,000 goal
Marah Salem - €10,376 raised of €55,000 goal
(6/5/2024)
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Before the war, after I left Gaza for Germany, I used to call my dad almost everday and tell him about my day. He would tell me how everyone else was doing and say that Salah,my little nephew, kept asking where I was.
Now, I hardly ever reach my parents or any of my siblings.I don't think Salah even remembers who I am any more as he struggles to carry water containers. I always find myself agonizing and wondering if I'll ever meet my family again, whether the newborns will see me one day and know that their uncle longs to hold them in his arms.
Every time I look at my dad's picture in our home, smiling and surrounded by his grandchildren, it breaks my heart into a million pieces. The house he dreamed the kids would grow up in was leveled to the ground in a split second. Nothing is left, not even both his shoe shops where he worked so hard to build a future for us all. My siblings are unable to work or finish their studies. There are no schools left for the children. There is no proper food, water, or sanitation, no life; only death and rubble all around.
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When my brother sent me a photo of my dad lighting a fire, he still had that same old smile on his face. I was relieved to see him somewhat hopeful but it broke my heart even more. My father is the most resilient and hard-working man I've ever known. He always supported us in whatever we wanted to achieve. His only hope was that his grandkids would grow up safely and happily in their home. He never complained from work and taught us the true meaning of sacrifice and perseverance. Instead of living peacefully with his family, he, the kids, and everyone else have to endure life in a makeshift tent,God knows for how much longer, while their lives are constantly threatened by airstrikes, starvation, and disease. No child, elder, or adult should go through such hardships for this long.
As the injustice persists, we only find solace and hope because the free people of this world are still standing with us. Please continue to support us any way you can. I don't even have the words any more to say how grateful I am to everyone. You have already done so much for us but we need you now more than ever.
Please donate if you can and reblog as many times as possible.
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all i had, i gave.
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springtime in Oregon
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hair combs in the form of lily leaves in dewdrops. england, 1906
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