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Brother with Cerebral Palsy and Mental Health Challenges Living In A Shelter After Being Illegally Evicted and Assaulted By His Landlord

Hi everyone. I am making this post again in a last ditch effort to get the support my brother so desperately needs. On approximately Nov. 27th, 2024, my brother was illegally evicted (without proper notices) for the landlord to move in a family member. When my brother started asking questions, the landlord forcibly removed him from the premises.

As it stands right now, disability is refusing to pay first and lasts on a new apartment because it hasnt been a year since he received it to move into the residence in question. This eviction has taken a toll on my brothers mental health. He has schizophrenia and severe anxiety and functions at a 10th grade level. My mom nor I can take him in because we live in rent geared to income housing and theyre extremely strict about having no more tenants than those stipulated on the lease.'

He's living in a shelter and desperately needs support to get out of there. we need first and lasts on a new place and money to get him started. Heres moms PayPal, click here to donate. Shares are so appreciated, thank you from the bottom of our hearts.

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── KINKTOBER DAY SEVEN

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you frowned as jake gently tugged on your thighs, pushing you up towards his mouth, while also spreading your thighs apart. “so you want me to sit on your face?”

jake hummed underneath you, biting down onto his lip as he refrained from laughing, “yes, yawne. want to make you feel good.”

your head tilted to the side as you looked down at him, “how will you breathe?”

“don’t you worry your pretty little head about that, just relax, yeah? if you don’t like it we’ll stop.”

being with jake had brought forward so many new forms of intimacy, some stranger than others but you trusted him. and if he said it would feel good, then you believed him. “just feels a little silly, i’m scared to crush you.”

jake glared up at you playfully, “you won’t crush me. i’m strong.”

you laughed softly, “right. big and strong.”

“the strongest and biggest.”

you giggled softly, “so humble.”

“shh.”

he gently massaged your thighs, looking up at you once again before gently lowering you onto his mouth. your thighs caging in his head as his lips wrapped around your clit, giving it a few soft sucks.

your breath hitched, brows furrowing together as you watched him. jake’s eyes had closed, whining under you as he lapped at the small bud. digging his tongue through your folds sucking more fervently.

your hands clenched at your sides, not knowing what to do with them as jake continued to lap at your cunt.

he paused for a few seconds and you whined out in protest. he laughed quietly, “lean forward, baby. hands on the floor.”

you did as he said, lowering yourself back onto his mouth, urging him on. he tongued at your clit before he sucked and your hips bucked forward.

soft, desperate mewls leaving your mouth as you began to drag your pussy against his mouth. jake grunted softly, gripping at your thighs to press you harder against his mouth.

his tongue eased its way into you, thrusting harshly as you fucked yourself against his tongue. “feels good-so good-”

he mumbled something against your folds and it caused a shiver to run down your spine. your thighs trembling around his face as he continued to devour you.

your eyes had shut tightly as your hips continue to undulate against his mouth. his nose knocking against your clit with each drag of your hips.

panting and desperate as he licked and sucked, but when his mouth moved forward, lips wrapping around your swollen cunt, that was when you broke apart.

you back tensed as your hips bucked forward clumsily, thighs aching and quivering as you cried out his name. jake rumbled beneath you in deep satisfaction. lazily swirling his tongue between your folds as you tried to catch your breath.

when you finally pulled away, his mouth and chin were messy with your release, you leaned forward, kissing him lazily. “you liked that, hm?”

you nipped at his bottom lip and that was answer enough, “gonna have to do that more often then.”

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I actually wax my legs but I have to let them grow out for a while and it’s really helped me not care when I wear shorts in public if my hair is grown out

Boosting to help get this in someone’s home page

Hello everyone🙏🏻

I am Ahmed from Gaza, I am 26 years old. I live in the Gaza Strip with my family of 9 members. I used this application to help me convey my voice and my suffering inside the sector. We are living in a state of war. Our life was very wonderful until the war came. 70 people were killed from my family members. We displaced several times until we no longer know where my family is heading. Most of them are scattered. We no longer know where we would sleep. We woke up from sleep to run away. There is no food or even clean water. We suffer from war, hunger and fear. Samer to you. Everything we have been through to see a part of the suffering.

On the tenth day of November, while my father was practicing his work as an ambulance officer in helping and evacuating the injured, he was directly targeted. This led to an amputation of his foot. My father was no longer able to complete his life normally. My father was no longer able to walk again. My father no longer practices his work as before. My father's future ended in parts of the second. We were crying every day and every hour on my father and his very difficult condition. My father suffered for more than 3 months in intensive care, and he is urgent for the need to travel outside Gaza.😔💔

Then exactly a month later, my family was evacuated and evacuated from the house and the house was destroyed 😔 Let's go back to the area where we used to live to see this ruin and a hurricane had risen in the area. We did not know where our house is not even where the memories we lived in it. The years of life went in the blink of an eye. We do not live in a house anymore💔

Hence, the suffering started inside the tents. We freeze from the cold literally in the winter and feel very hot in the summer. There is no water or clean food. We no longer have anything. Our children feel very cold and my mother used to cry every day because of this. We hated winter because of the tents.

Here on 2/11, I was injured by parts of the rocket that was near the tent and I was injured. I suffered a lot. Do you imagine that the wound was swirked without our painkillers? I hope to stay away with my family from all this destruction and ruin. I wish you and from merciful hearts to help me as much as possible, and please pray for us،،

The campaign was documented by:d by:my family survive the war, this is the link of donations and God bless you🇵🇸🫶🙏🏻

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Donate to Please help Ahmed pay for medical treatment for his family, organized by Imane Beloual

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Just gonna walk away from this one…

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Fuck celebrities, bitch oatmeal raisin cookies should be canceled. Pretending to be chocolate when really you’re just a shriveled up grape with crumbly surroundings. Nasty.

if youre fine with sharing(and can even describe it), what does it physically feel like to have cancer?

Cancer is a terrible disease. Not only does every bone in my body ache, I hear and see things as a permanent side effect of the first chemotherapy regimen I was on. It sucks every bit of energy from you, even though you just want to go out and be a 27 year old again. You physically can barely move.

It robbed me of my job. I was a successful social worker working at a children’s hospital. I can barely feed myself (on the days I wish to have something small) because it stole my financial security. Now I live on disability making $800 a month. I’m not saying this to make people feel bad, I just want people to know how astronomically cancer destroys lives.

It robbed me of stable mental health. Nowadays I just cry because most of my friends prior to cancer have given up on coming to see me. They have given up normal conversations about my interests and made it about pitying my situation, yet not putting in any effort. I now have clinical depression and severe anxiety from going through so much treatment and trauma. My partner broke up with me near the beginning of my journey because they found it was too much. When we talked about it at the end, there was no consideration about how I felt.

It robbed me of doing anything a 27 year old should or could be doing. One of the biggest things it has robbed me of is going to the Eras Tour to see my idol @taylorswift live or meeting her one day. It has robbed me of going to see My Chemical Romance live. It gets to the point where you can’t do anything but lay in your bed and just hope one day things will change.

It has robbed me not just of my physical health, but my livelihood. That’s so important to acknowledge when talking and/or loving someone with cancer. Thank you for asking. ❤️