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You ever think about how much easier Simon and Wille's relationship would be if they communicated
It's true there are external factors keeping them apart but (and I say this with love) how much time did we spend going around and around with "you don't understand" "no you don't understand" "it's not easy for me" "it's not easy for me either" but now it her of them actually know anything about the other bc the straight up never explain. Simon says "it feels like you just brushed off the video like he's faced no problems" bc from the outside that's exactly what it looks like. it DOES seem like willes brushed it off and faced no consequences bc Simon doesn't get any of the scenes we get. He doesn't get a great explanation of really anything. And Wille doesn't get great explanations for everything either. But if they talked stuff out productively we wouldn't have drama.
Finally ththere's more understanding in the Reading/lit class scene(which I love, also no way ppl don't realize they're in love with each other)
I literally had a debate on this in my ethics class 5 minutes ago
i’m currently rewatching young royals and we really need to discuss why/how simon looked absolutely terrified when wilhelm was yelling at him over the drug/alexander situation. similar to the football field scene, i’m 99.99% sure that it was a little too similar to something he went through because of his dad and it HURTS
So there’s this huge dudebro in my class, who, yesterday, sat next to me. And I’m sitting there sweating because like… I’m wearing my shirt with the lesbian flag on it, and he’s the most popular jock in school, and always has this look on his face that say ‘I can and will kill you’. He looks me up and down, stares at me for a minute and then goes, “So. Girls in skirts and long socks, am I right?”
To which I nodded solemnly, both out of agreement, surprise and also a healthy amount of awkward fear. He nodded and went, “You get it.”
I said, “Yep.” He fistbumped me, and on went our lives.
protestants: god is not an absent father! talk to god like a friend! god is always with you! bring your problems to god, no matter how small! it’s not at all weird to call god “daddy!”
catholics: god is far too important to give a fuck about your lost keys or your algebra exam. please address your petty concerns to one of god’s ten thousand holy secretaries. if it’s really important, consider asking his mom.
They think I have late stage Addison’s disease.
I have more testing I have to do.
I’m without words. This is terrifying.
I can’t even let myself grieve or relax because I don’t even have enough money to be diagnosed properly OR treated.
So please, please. If you have anything to spare.. I need it now more than ever ..
I appreciate any and ALL HELP!!!
If you’d like to immediately help me my PayPal is
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I don’t want to die because I can’t afford to get treatment. I’ve come this far.. I’m desperate. I need my community now more than ever. Please don’t let me be forgotten
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