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Urgent: Homeless trans woman couple need housing/shelter - Miami Beach/Dade county area, FLA

“ My name is Kitty and my wife Amma and I are both homeless trans women in need of a place to stay or even just a hot shower or a place to store our bags. Anything helps. I prefer to not be around hard drugs, please. We do not use drugs ourselves. We are polyamorous and open to welcoming more partners into our family. 

I am able to pay some rent money and we have food stamps. I am also a tattoo artist, house painter, and do some handy work, I am willing to exchange labour for a place to stay. We are very clean and will clean your house for you if desired. My number is (786)285-8054 (text preferred), email katqrazy1@gmail.com”

Also please consider donating to our homelessness fundraiser   

Thank you!

If you give me any positive reinforcement whatsoever i will go full doggo and hang on to that shit forever and my internal thought process will pretty much boil down to “!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

If you can draw a distinguishable horse you are set for life

i just. i hate my art. i hate every single thing i can do because i can barely do it in the first place. all i can draw is animals (the most mediocre and boring subject imo and definately not worth any time professionally) and i’ve never been able to properly draw something the way i want to. the only reason i try is because it’s the only thing i’m capable of and i’m scared if i lose it i will be completely worthless

I could probably go back to embarrassing moments ranging from the last hour to my first seconds of birth

*facepalms into oblivion about embarrassing things from 5000 years ago*

So is there a Harry Potter version of a weeaboo

someone: *makes a relateable post*

me: *instant messages them* hey that post was relateable