My dearest friend of over two years needs your help escaping from her extremist parents!!
She's looking to plan her escape from the country but lacks the funds. Read above for more information. This is life or death for her, so EVERY PENNY COUNTS.
She's been struggling with an immense amount of mental issues, and if she doesn't manage to get out of there, or someone in her family catches onto the fact she's trans, I genuinely fear for her life.
For any questions or if you simply want to show your support but lack the money, you can PM @lunar-eclipse03. She's lovely and willing to explain things if you have any concerns.
no one is just a victim or a victor. everyone is somewhere in between. people who go around casting themselves as one or the other are not only kidding themselves, but they’re also painfully unoriginal.
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@fictiondaily mission ii: nostalgic reads
“they say you cannot love two people equally at once,” she said. “and perhaps for others that is so. but you and will—you are not like two ordinary people, two people who might have been jealous of each other, or who would have imagined my love for one of them diminished by my love of the other. you merged your souls when you were both children. i could not have loved will so much if i had not loved you as well. and i could not love you as i do if i had not loved will as i did.”
— cassandra clare, the infernal devices
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@fantasysociety game 2 | favourite character
and what did i want? peace for ravka. a chance to sleep easy in my bed without fear. an end to the guilt and dread that i woke to every morning. there were old wants too, to be loved for who i was, not what i could do, to lie in a meadow with a boy’s arms around me and watch the wind move the clouds.
@sanktalina’s edit exchange; for @jostensminyards ↳ THE HUNGER GAMES by SUZANNE COLLINS
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