He made it with filmmaker and BLM activist Sol Guy and you wouldn’t know from the title, but it’s actually a short film, not a documentary, about Darren Wilson being a fucking liar.
Tumblr completely erasing the work of a Black activist/artist while simultaneously finding ways to slander an LGBTQ Jewish person at the same time due to literally not bothering to find out what the film was about in the first place? I’m shocked.
I know I keep asking and it’s annoying everyone, but I have no other way and I’m desperate. Please help me.
I’m Alexa, I’m 24, and I’m dying.
That’s one hell of a way to introduce myself, I know. Unfortunately, it’s also the truth.
I suffer from vascular Ehlers Danlos Syndrome which has a nasty way of shortening one’s lifespan, taking away mobility and causing excruciating chronic pain. And there’s no way of knowing when I’ll die. It can happen any moment, so I live in a constant shadow of death. I can live to be 70. Or I can die tomorrow.
I can’t walk, and I use a half-manual wheelchair with electric support. But as my joints, and so my mobility, declines, I find wheeling on it very painful, and also damaging to my body. I need joystick-operated fully electric wheelchair, but it is way above what I can afford. I’m living under the poverty line, I’m bedbound, and my caretakers – mum and younger sister – cannot work as they have to care for me 24/7.
So, if you like me, or like what I do online, or just feel like you could help, please do! I need 50k polish zloty (around 11k euro/13k USD) for the kind of wheelchair I require. Please help me raise it. I just want the rest of my life as painless and comfortable as possible.
If you can’t donate, reblogs are a huge help as well!
If you wanna help me fare a bit better for winter holiday please consider donating or becoming a patron. There’s a wishlist as well if you prefer that. I love you everyone who helped or reached out to me over this post, you’re all wonderful 💖💖
I didn’t really appreciate Aang until this picture.
When I was young, Aang got on my nerves. “Make the tough calls, take responsibility, grow up! I’ve had to!”
I gave him no mercy for his age because, at the time, I was younger than him. He annoyed me when he slacked on his training, when he didn’t listen to Jeong Jeong, when he refused to kill the Firelord. Him and every other character who would give up the greater good to keep the moral high ground. Your principles don’t matter, results do!
It wasn’t until I got older that I saw Aang differently. He was a child, trying to do what was right, who never wanted to do any harm. And he was exactly what the world needed. Aang was a peaceful soul in war time, gentle when others were cruel, merciful when others were unforgiving, and he reminded everyone how to laugh in a world that had long forgotten how to have fun.
Even after years of hardship, losing absolutely everything and waking up to fight a war, Aang still loved life. He loved marble tricks, penguin sledding, and most of all, he loved people. Aang annoyed me because he was naive, but now inspires me because even after he saw the world at it’s worst, he didn’t forget how to be a kid at heart. In this picture, middle aged and with the weight of the world on his shoulders, Aang not only lets some weird guy by the docks take his picture, but does so with absolute glee.
Aang shouldn’t be more like me, I should be more like Aang.
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