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#Money sendings
starredforlife · 2 months
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hello for those planning on voting for kamala harris. could y’all start emailing or calling her specifically to pressure her to stop the genocide. even if you’re a decided voter, mention you are undecided and that this is the issue you would flip on. here I’ll leave a link where you can email
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chubbychiquita · 2 months
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how i fit in the drivers seat, 2023 vs 2024
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redvelvetwishtree · 10 months
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Whyyyy would you silence your own people like this, what are you afraid of? Is this release being shown on media?
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doodlebeeberry · 2 years
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I think asexuals should get 100 dollars. I also think aromantics should get 100 dollars
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krak3n23 · 5 months
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Imagine being poor Wymack for a moment.
You get Neil Josten in a total of eight fits. He refuses to get more clothes. Your team has to trick, drag or torment him into purchasing clothing. Your saving grace is Andrew Minyard who you’re pretty sure is just buying clothes for the boy to stare at him. You will not complain because at least he’s getting clothes.
Jean Moreau is dropped on your girlfriend’s doorstep by one of your many children that come from mob backgrounds. He too has a closet that you could fit in a child’s backpack. You refuse to deal with this one. This is a Trojan problem.
And a year prior you got Kevin Day. Who came with who knows how many outfits. Probably like two or less. He at least seems to enjoy shopping.
You are worried for these mob children and their lack of extra pants.
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lesbianonsteroids · 1 year
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You're begging me to stop? Baby, I'm not stopping. You can take it, can't you? You are going to be good for me hmm? That's it, ride my fingers, you're doing so good princess
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cdelphiki · 2 months
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I don’t know who needs to hear it but if you get an ask that’s like “hello from [insert country having some serious troubles that the world cares about presently] because of all the war in my country my family is struggling. Could you spread this for awareness and send me money? We’d greatly appreciate it.” It’s a SCAM
ITS A SCAM
It’s still a scam if “people” “verify” it’s real. The “people” verifying are either the same person sending the ask or accomplices.
Don’t send your money to random people on the internet like that. Donate to organizations you’ve done research on to ensure the money is going to helping people.
I have seen this ask dozens of times and it’s almost always the same exact wording, right down to the excessive use of emojis. Last year all these “people” (scammers) were from Ukraine, now they’re from Gaza/Palestine. They’re SCAMMERS. There’s no telling where they’re really from but they aren’t real. If you want to help people in hardship, your money will actually be put to good use if you donate to a nonprofit organization (that you’ve researched) or if you go to go fund me. Just make sure you do a little digging there, too. Sending money to scammers just encourages the gross scamming behavior.
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inkskinned · 8 months
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the car broke down by the denny's where you used to work and therefore could never return to. i am trying to pick out the satisfying parts of my life, one-by-one, like i am 12 and in a frog dissection. everything in my life all viscera and formaldehyde. if i can sort the good things from the bad things, i will have a nice clean pile.
i call you and make it sound like i am happy and hangin' in there! when really i am kicking a rock and i am outside without a jacket and i am so in love with you it makes the little bones in my ear shake. someone called my tinnitus an angel choir. i like that it means i carry the echo of every concert.
this isn't the right setting for love. this is a roadside, and a denny's, and i am nauseous and ashamed i never escaped the town where i grew up. the clouds here are this strange yellow, like spilled sour milk. "someone once told me that the orange coating on the teeth of a beaver is due to the particularly high rate of iron in their enamel," i tell you. "the beaver is the largest rodent native to north america."
your voice is crackly on the other end. i'm going into a garage soon, i might lose you.
what i should be doing is calling the tow truck and explaining that my brother's car (that i'm borrowing) (that i broke now, i guess) needs to be lifted by another, bigger, stronger car (which is love too, i guess).
i shouldn't say so much. i should wait, and let you ask about my mom, and ask if i ever got over that cold, or how it's going at work. i should let you lead the conversation, for once, so the love doesn't leak out of me into the gravel. i open my mouth anyway. "if you had to choose between being a beaver with very few trees or being a tree around a bunch of beavers, which would it be?"
i don't know. your voice always has this warm cast to it when you talk to me, but maybe i am just imagining that - i am a poet, though, so i imagine things sort of chronically. through the static, you sound like you're laughing. are you the beaver?
i know, like, logically, not to fall in love with a girl-that-is-your-best-friend. like, who would i even call if we broke up? you're my best friend, you're the person i'd want to speak to. so what if these last few months we keep sleeping over at each other's houses, calling each other for hours, sending each other poems. so what if you keep wrapping your fingers into mine. no best friends. that is the first rule. what you are supposed to do in that situation is leave the situation.
but my car broke down, so. where exactly am i going to go? the car is a very-old chevvy and also where i almost-but-not-quite kissed you after you'd raised one shoulder and looked up at me and said i don't know, i think i'm straight, but for the right person - i'd try anything. the music had been good and it had been raining and your thick eyelashes had made me feel god crawling up my throat like a spider. and i didn't kiss you, because i am a coward.
anyway on the chevy the whole exhaust pipe fell out, and is now scraping on the ground like one silver finger stroking the back of the highway. recently we were watching netflix in my bed and you pushed my hair back from my face like you were making the slowest, most desperate prayer, and then your boyfriend called. i remember us both jumping. i couldn't look at you in the eyes for like a week after. i kept feeling the heat of your fingerprint; computer science, you'd unlocked something dark in me.
google says the closest tow (joe's pick up) is 50 minutes away and also closed permanently. so that's not great. you live in another state and i should be calling my insurance company. i should be calling anybody else. this is not helping. i need an uber. i need to get moving. instead i say: "i need three words for a poem."
yesterday i said love you, goodnight after our 2 hour call like always and then you just, like. paused. all i could hear was your breathing. and then you'd said what a pretty three-word poem. i love you too, sweet thing. the words made my tinnitus act up again, and i must have some kind of synesthesia, because the sound travelled into my mind until it became the shape wedding rings.
orange, you say. the static is now chewing through most of your words and i only catch - borrowing the chevy -
the call dies. i have 12% battery. i never get the 3rd word, but i know you're still going to get a poem from me. actually this rest stop is kind of pretty, and so is the exhaust pipe, and so is joe's pick up, and so are the clouds. the light here is the color of a glue trap. before you worked at the denny's, we used to get milkshakes every wednesday and called it a friend date. you said you'd wanted to work there because it reminded you of me.
the sign's gone dim. the letters now spell out deny. and isn't that something.
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milfpopplio · 8 months
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the real reason kieran doesnt have a phone is because all you would see in your notifs during the start of the epilogue is
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remittancesday · 3 years
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Lack of digital infrastructure risks leaving millions of poor rural families in poverty.
The International Day of Family Remittances 2021 observance (16 June) - Lack of digital infrastructure risks leaving millions of poor rural families in poverty
Despite a massive 65% increase in migrants sending money home via digital transfers in 2020 due to the COVID-19 pandemic, millions of their rural family members struggle to access mobile banking services which could help lift them out of poverty. On the International Day of Family Remittance (16th June) the International Fund for Agricultural Development (IFAD) is calling on governments and the private sector to urgently invest in digital infrastructure and mobile services in developing countries to ensure rural families are not left behind.
International Day of Family Remittances
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hajihiko · 18 days
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Wait no not my idol artist falling for the dying cat->pitiful Ukrainian->suffering Gazan scam pipeline.
Please those are bots please think of why a Gazan would reach out to you instead of a place in the internet designed for mutual aid. (Like r/charity on Reddit)
Please you are going to get so many copy pasted bots asking for help.
Please GoFundMe doesn't even operate in Palestine how are those funds supposed to reach them.
From what I've seen, for example, relatives trying to get their families away by buying the necessary documents, sending money forwards, etc.
@kyra45 has some pretty comprehensive lists of known scammers, how to spot one, why not every GFM is a scam and why tumblr would be someone's chosen website, etc
I don't really agree with your tone, but that last one I published was in fact shady (there is a similar but slightly different written name thats verified) so that one's on me
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mattscoquette · 1 month
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matt sturniolo core
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Before another of you maga idiots claims this is a lie… research a little harder.
a 1940 census document which lists Mary as being both the wife of Frederick Trump as well as a naturalized citizen, despite the fact that she was not granted citizenship until 1942. That document, which has an “X” next to her name indicating that she was the one providing the census with her family’s information, has the letters “Na” entered in the citizenship status box, indicating “naturalized”
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alphafemvle · 9 months
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I don't really like summer but it suits me well 🌞💦
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joethesparkle · 1 year
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the thrilling sequel, dedicated to everyone who wanted to see Reigen adopt Teru!
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adrimiller · 17 days
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Thanks for all the follows! Add my kik if u wanna see more
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