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what november first actually feels like

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As some of you may know, I’m living in an extremely abusive household and I desperately need money to get out of it. While I happily take donations, I’m willing to work for the money as well through art commissions. I need to start saving my own money as soon as I possibly can so I’m able to move out, go to college, and sustain myself. I have so much I want to do with my life and I don’t want my parents to kill me before I do them!

If you can afford to help a scared and disabled LGBT girl out, please, please donate or commission me! If you can’t afford it, please reblog this!

my parental abuse masterpost (#abuse tw)

my donation page (a button is on my blog as well)

my art tag

my commissions page

Please tell me if any of the links don’t work, and thank you all so, so very much for helping me out or spreading this post.

actualfan:

I have been blessed

pamelarivas:

Cubellas, Barcelona

September 2015

voguestockholm:

i just want perfect skin and hair and teeth and body proportions and endless supplies of money and intelligence is that too much to ask for

cherishedcavies:

Charlotte was reunited with her sister today. Happy girls, who were happy to see each other. They are now looking forward to living happy piggy lives together. 😀 Very sweet four week old Peruvians.

Welcome home girls. 💚💚

earthshakinlove:

turnmyswagon44:

biisousss:

these stupid white girls on here with their urls “mamacita” or “mami” and white guys with “papi” like stfu you white

Why wouldn’t white people be allowed to say some Spanish words (?) that makes no sense. That’s dumb as fuck.

well first of all, y’all say “hola” with the “h” so that’s that

yall wanna sexualize our language and our features so bad but still be picketing immigrants and killing our youth🙄

venelite:

setheverman:

i’m on to you drake

Omg

trembling-star:

there are two types of summer; white and dark.

white summers are those full of lawn and linen, the sea and soft sunshine,
cherries and children’s smiles, in which you feel disconnected and light,
almost floating, dreamy and distant in a haze of white dandelion fluff. you don’t ever want to land.

dark summers are honeyed & sulky, full of
pomegranates, thunderstorms, magnolias and un-kept promises. cinematic and
shadowy, you exist in a trance of melancholy, and feel passionately,
though feign detachment. pandora opens the box, and lightening fills the sky.

jabbathekid:

peesh