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Simon Riley versus the teddy you sleep with

It's an old, ratty thing, something you've had for years and has always found its way into the crook of your elbow as you slept

when you first started dating Simon, you hid it away from him on the nights he stayed at yours until one day he walked into your room and saw it on the pillows

"what the fuck is that?"

"not what, who" you glared at him and he raised an eyebrow back

after then, this teddy became his enemy. sometimes he places it high up on your wardrobe when he made the bed, other times he flung it from the bed while you slept only for you to wake up like the soft thud was a blaring alarm as you half crawled from bed to find it

and when he wakes up and finds you not curled against him, his eyes opening and he turns in search of you only to find you on the other side of the bed and holding your teddy against your chest... he glares at the teddy like it's smiling back at him

Sad Poetry?

Hey so I've been working on "poetry" (I'm not even sure if it's considered poetry) and I just thought to put it out there. This is about a boy I had this thing going on with at a summer camp I went to. He was a safe space for me but in the ending, I was his side piece. (He had a girlfriend and I am a boy)

There we were lying on the cot under his sleeping bag listening to "as it was" through the small portable radio

I remember his smooth voice softly humming the lyrics accompanied by his gentle heartbeat

There we were, just him and I

I remember the feeling of his gentle heartbeat thumping against my head as I lay there with my head on his chest

"As it Was" takes me back to those small moments of happiness

Before I knew about her

Before the incident

This song reminds me of the feeling of his plump lips on my forehead and the subtle warmth of his breath on my face as we cuddled under the blankets of security

🇵🇸Please do not skip my story 🇵🇸🍉🥹

Welcome; I am Nasser Abu Akar, 23years old, a survivor of five wars, from the Gaza Strip - occupied Palestine, and this is my beautiful family, my father Muhammad (martyr), my mother Indira, my brothers Haitham, Fayez, Fayek, Ahmed and Farid and 4 sisters, a family full of love and peace, a family that is accustomed to living In her warm little

house. We lived our lives in the Gaza Strip, a life full of wars and conflicts, a very harsh life, and we went through many painful and harsh experiences. We suffered from devastating wars, poverty and severe siege. But despite this, we maintained love in our hearts and purity in our souls, and until what happened during the past six months, we faced situations that cannot be described in words. Horrible things happened, situations that no one could bear. We lost our small house and had to move to another area (in the camps), leaving our dreams, our love, and even our lives in the rubble. What a difficult life we ​​face now, a life full of pain, poverty and displacement. All our dreams have turned into only one dream, which is to survive, but deep in our hearts we still have a glimmer of hope. There is a small speck of light in the midst of this absolute darkness. We have survived (so far). My father did not survive. The occupation killed him, may God have mercy on him. But we believe in the saying, “I don’t want to live, I want to survive.” There is a big difference between them. In order to preserve our lives after my father’s death, we must leave the Gaza Strip to a safe place, a place that will restore to us the humanity we have lost, which means saving the lives of ten people, along with thousands of dreams and dreams. Ambitions. Our support means we're not just numbers breaking news, and we're not just anonymous victims. Our support means that ten lives will not be mentioned in the casualty statistics. This means that there are ten people who will not stand in line for long hours just to get a loaf of bread, or a bottle of water. . This support will save lives, and what is more important in the world than saving a life? With your support, we will carry in our hearts hope and beautiful memories of the house that was our home before the missile arrived. Your help means survival in this humanitarian crisis. Is there a crisis greater than the Gaza crisis? We trust that there is a hand that will extend to save us before we drown

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Donate to Helping my family get out of the war in Gaza and build, organized by Moina Mejri

Welcome; I am Nasser Abu Akar, 23years old, a survivor of five war… Moina Mejri needs your support for Helping my family get out of the war

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Successful trans men

I wish I knew about men like these growing up, I wish I knew that trans men could be successful after a lifetime of never seeing anyone ‘like me’ excelling in life. So here are some trans men - some that you may have heard of, some that you may not - that are successful in a range of careers. Never let being trans hold you back, never think you can’t do something, never think there is not a place for you.

Ben Barres American neurobiologist for Stanford University and advocate for women in science. Barre’s research on the interactions between glial cells and neurons changed the way that we understand the brain and opened up a whole new field of research.

Stephen Whittle Professor of equalities law. Founder of FTM Network in 1989 and Press for Change in 1992. Whittle has been heavily involved in trans activism since joining the Self Help Association for Transsexuals in 1979. His research and activism has been instrumental in ensuring the rights of trans people in the UK.

Michael D Cohen Actor, teacher and coach. Making his break in award-winning Nickelodeon sitcoms Harvey Danger and Danger Force he was the first series regular actor to publicly come out as transgender. Cohen has a BSc in cell biology and a masters degree in adult education, teaching at his own acting studio and providing workshops.

Chris Mosier American triathlete and award-winning coach. Six time member of Team USA in both duathlon and triathlon, Mosier also won two national championships in racewalking and was the first transgender athlete to qualify for the Olympic trials to compete against other members of his gender.

Yance Ford African-American film producer and director. Ford received an Emmy for Exceptional Merit in Documentary Filmmaking and was nominated for an Oscar for his part in producing and directing the documentary Strong Island which follows the death of his brother.

Kael McKenzie Canadian judge. Serving in the Canadian Armed Forces for several years, McKenzie later attended law school and and worked as a lawyer before being appointed as a judge to the Provincial Court of Manitoba in 2015. 

Shane Ortega Native American former flight engineer in the US army, former marine and professional bodybuilder. Throughout his career Ortega has served in Iraq and Afghanistan in over 400 combat missions. He has a long history of advocating for the repeal of Don’t Ask Don’t Tell and the recent banning on transgender service members in the US army. 

Drago Renteria Chicano photojournalist and deaf and LGBT activist. Renteria founded the Deaf Queer Resource and is CEO of DeafVision - a webhosting and development company run by deaf people and the founder of the National Deaf LGBTQ Archives. Renteria has been instrumental in both creating and hosting many online deaf/queer spaces online along with being heavily involved in real-world activism for decades.

Phillipe Cunningham Elected city councillor for ward 4 Minneapolis and previous special education teacher, Cunningham holds a masters degrees in Organizational Leadership & Civic Engagement and in Police Administration and is passionate about tacking inequalities in his community. 

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-S

I am Ahmed Hammad, 26 years old 🍉

married, and I have a child that I had two months ago.

I have lost many members of my family, including my father, brother, and sister, as a result of the war on my country, Gaza.

I used to work as a cleaner at Shuhada al-Aqsa Hospital, where I was injured by the bombing two weeks ago.

I can't support my family and my little child is malnourished.

I now live with my wife, mother, and son in an unlivable tent.

I can't work, I can't provide treatment for my sick mother, and I fear for my child's future. I want him to live a normal life.

I am unable to protect my child and my mother. I hope that you will help us, save us, and save my child from this war. Please help us. We cannot escape this tragedy.

After I got hurt, I can't work to provide the simplest things like food and healthy water, everything here is expensive, other than that, my baby needs care greatly, he needs formula (because he does not breastfeed from his mother naturally due to health problems in his mother)

Every day, my baby needs formula

Needs diapers

Needs winter clothes

It also needs a place to live in to settle in that is livable and has no diseases or insects

Thank you❤️

I hope you donate to us

Everyone who donates $20 will save my child and save us all. I hope you will help us.

Donate even if it is a little

Connor Murphy x Reader

Summary: You are Connor were dating until he started acting strange.

warning: shitty writing

Mentions: Suicide and other possible triggering topics

570 words

No one's POV

When it was the first day of school and the only good thing that came from that is seeing Connor. You and Connor were best friends when you were younger but no one knew about you. You never got to meet his parents or other friends.  You of course met his sister but she didn't like you, she thought you influenced him to bully people. However, you were the complete opposite for him and help him a lot, or that's what you thought. After a bit, Connor started to push you away and began to argue with you more. He started arguments about everything but never got violent. You felt there was something up and different about Connor. 

When you were at school you noticed Connor was avoiding you at school which set you off. You had known there was something wrong because he was usually with you at school. After you had realized what was happening you paid more attention to him. 

You were the one to find Connor's body and the note. You felt you had failed him worse than his parents felt. When you found the note you had known that Connor must've stolen the note. Connor's parents didn't know he had a significant other and when they found out they were heartbroken. Connor's parents loved you because you were one of the closest people to him. You reminisced on the days spent with Connor cuddled up somewhere in your house. He always had a hard exterior but after several times he let you paint his nails you knew. 

When you found Connor you were heartbroken. You felt like that was the reason you got up in the morning, now he's dead. You sat at their table while chaos broke out around you. You didn't know what do to with yourself. How would you even make it without him, he was your lifeline. 

There you were in front of his grave on your birthday. You truly missed Connor but it was time you moved on with someone new.  You didn't know how or when but you finally made amendments with yourself. After years of reflection and therapy, you were finally ready to start dating again. That's why you have a date tonight with Evan Hansen. It felt really wrong for you to go on a date with him but it was your only chance. 

Pulling into the restaurant you were really confident but you were feeling woozy. You knew this date wasn't going to work for you. However, you walked through the restaurant doors anyways sitting down at your table. When Evan pulled up to the table things were very awkward due to him faking everything with Connor. You and Evan had a great night together but you didn't feel like it was right for you to move on. 

That night you were in bed curled up looking at the old photos of you and Connor on your phone from years ago. At the moment you took to your social media and posted the photos. You sit there in bed wondering what you are doing with yourself and why you even decided to move on. 

That night was the last night anyone had seen you. You committed suicide figuring it was the only way to be happy with Connor. And it was.

-S