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fierceawakening:

poeticrican:

grrrls-fighting-back:

"My name is Michael Hunter. I was diagnosed with leukemia in June 2013 & was told on June 11, 2014 that I only have a few months left to live if I can’t find a donor. Please help me with my biological family or a donor match! I was born in Columbus, OH 3/1/1985 at Doctor’s North Hospital and given the name Christopher Brown. Please share"
Michael is a friend, I’m asking that you all take the time to share this. He desperately needs a bone marrow donor and there is very limited number of African American donors. Without a donor Michael is going to die.
Michael was adopted and does not know his birth family. We know he has a half brother but have no information about him.
He does not specifically need an African American Donor but because of all of the things that factor into finding a match (blood type, dna tissue etc.) , someone of similar descent is more likely to be a closer match.
If anyone knows anything about Michael’s birth family or if you would like to see if you are a match, please privately message me. I can put you in touch with him and his caregivers directly!
We hope through spreading awareness we can either find his birth family whom he does not know or find a donor match. Michael lives in the Cincinnati, OH area. Please dont just like this or scroll past. Please share this! You could save his life!

BOOST. Its so hard for Black people to find donors.

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fierceawakening:

poeticrican:

grrrls-fighting-back:

"My name is Michael Hunter. I was diagnosed with leukemia in June 2013 & was told on June 11, 2014 that I only have a few months left to live if I can’t find a donor. Please help me with my biological family or a donor match! I was born in Columbus, OH 3/1/1985 at Doctor’s North Hospital and given the name Christopher Brown. Please share"

Michael is a friend, I’m asking that you all take the time to share this. He desperately needs a bone marrow donor and there is very limited number of African American donors. Without a donor Michael is going to die.

Michael was adopted and does not know his birth family. We know he has a half brother but have no information about him.

He does not specifically need an African American Donor but because of all of the things that factor into finding a match (blood type, dna tissue etc.) , someone of similar descent is more likely to be a closer match.

If anyone knows anything about Michael’s birth family or if you would like to see if you are a match, please privately message me. I can put you in touch with him and his caregivers directly!

We hope through spreading awareness we can either find his birth family whom he does not know or find a donor match. Michael lives in the Cincinnati, OH area. Please dont just like this or scroll past. Please share this! You could save his life!

BOOST. Its so hard for Black people to find donors.

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Robin Williams didn’t die from suicide. I only just heard the sad, sad news of Robin Williams’s death. My wife sent me a message to tell me he had died, and, when I asked her what he died from, she told me something that nobody in the news seems to be talking about.

When people die from cancer, their cause of death can be various horrible things – seizure, stroke, pneumonia – and when someone dies after battling cancer, and people ask “How did they die?”, you never hear anyone say “pulmonary embolism”, the answer is always “cancer”. A Pulmonary Embolism can be the final cause of death with some cancers, but when a friend of mine died from cancer, he died from cancer. That was it. And when I asked my wife what Robin Williams died from, she, very wisely, replied “Depression”.

The word “suicide” gives many people the impression that “it was his own decision,” or “he chose to die, whereas most people with cancer fight to live.” And, because Depression is still such a misunderstood condition, you can hardly blame people for not really understanding. Just a quick search on Twitter will show how many people have little sympathy for those who commit suicide…

But, just as a Pulmonary Embolism is a fatal symptom of cancer, suicide is a fatal symptom of Depression. Depression is an illness, not a choice of lifestyle. You can’t just “cheer up” with depression, just as you can’t choose not to have cancer. When someone commits suicide as a result of Depression, they die from Depression – an illness that kills millions each year. It is hard to know exactly how many people actually die from Depression each year because the figures and statistics only seem to show how many people die from “suicide” each year (and you don’t necessarily have to suffer Depression to commit suicide, it’s usually just implied). But considering that one person commits suicide every 14 minutes in the US alone, we clearly need to do more to battle this illness, and the stigmas that continue to surround it. Perhaps Depression might lose some its “it was his own fault” stigma, if we start focussing on the illness, rather than the symptom. Robin Williams didn’t die from suicide. He died from Depression*. It wasn’t his choice to suffer that.

Tom Clempsom (via mollyfamous)

FINALLY PEOPLE ARE STARTING TO TALK ABOUT WHAT DEPRESSION REALLY IS.

(via workin9to5)

THIS IS THE BEST THING I HAVE EVER READ

(via namastetoyoutoo)

thurisazsalail:

latinosexuality:

I added the Latina part. I know Maria Fernandes struggle. it is my struggle. it’s probably some of yours too. remember this when folks say working poor don’t work hard enough and that’s why we are poor. 

I worked 8 hours Sunday, 12 hours Monday, 15 Tuesday, 12 Wednesday-Friday, plus 2-4 hours each day on my online business. On my days off, I will probably work 10 hours on the online business (inventory, packing orders, answering questions, ordering, listing items, etc.) . At my day job, we make $1.50 an hour plus tips. Tips are as low as $25 on some shifts. We do not get breaks- we are ‘on’ all the time. If there is a customer, we are ‘on’. If there are no customers, clean, and then we can take a break to eat something, but if someone calls or comes in, we are right back on. Of course, we are liable for all taxes, roughly 20% of our income because it’s under the table… but if you get food stamps in FL, you have to report income or else they only give you help for 3 months out of every 3 years. You have to have a job to qualify. And if the state knows you have income, the Feds know you have income, so you have to report to the IRS. With no W-2s, you have to pay Medicaid, Social Security, everything. But good luck saving for that.

People ask “why don’t you just work somewhere else?” Well, sure, on my off day (if I get one this week) I can look for jobs. On top of all the hours I work every day, I also scan CL, the newspaper, lots of places for work. I ask if people are hiring when I go grocery shopping, lots of places. But usually the answer is ‘not hiring’, or ‘we’re always taking applications’ (ie, not hiring). Out of the literally hundreds of applications and resume’s I’ve sent, I have gotten two interviews. One I had to pass up because I got a nail in my tire after my dayjob parking lot was under construction… and by the time I got out of work to go, the tire was flat. Don’t you think that if there WAS a better job, I’d be going for it?! Who the hell goes “Yeah, that job I’m totally qualified for pays $15/hr + benefits, but I’d rather work this under the table job where I had to butterfly my hand shut because the boss doesn’t believe in sharpening his knives so I have to saw through dozens of lemons for drinks for a whopping $30 for a 12hr shift…” Seriously, who does that.

It is never because I don’t work hard enough. It’s because entry-level work that a kindergartener could do is paying minimum wage and demands 4-year + degrees in a related field, plus years of experience, and often on top of that also wants experience in specialty software. Waitressing positions are virutally dried up, and the work is low-paying and backbreaking. I started tearing ligaments in both of my wrists (they twist sideways now) because I worked so many long shifts like this back-to-back, that even when my nerves were on fire I had to work, I keep going. I need the money. Don’t ever say I don’t work hard enough. Don’t ever say Maria didn’t work hard enough. She died from work.

There was no reason to have a gas can in the car because if she wasn’t working so fucking hard, she would have had time to go to a gas station. If she wasn’t working so hard, she would have been sleeping at home, not in her car. If she hadn’t been working so hard, she would not have FOUR FUCKING JOBS. She worked plenty hard. The problem is that no one values “low” positions… but damn do they sure love being catered to. They want all the menial labor in the world. They just don’t want to pay for it.

"This sounds like someone who tried desperately to work and make ends meet, and met with a tragic accident," Elizabeth police Lt. Daniel Saulnier told the Star-Ledger.

NO. This is someone who tried desperately to work and make ends meet… because no one fucking valued her enough to pay her a living wage to begin with. This is the violence of poverty. That is not an accident. Someone makes a decision to pay their employees so damn little that they have to sleep in their car because they work so damn much that they never have time to go home, nor do many of us HAVE a home to go to because we can’t fucking afford it because rent is astronomical and poverty wages don’t pay enough to even afford a studio in a bad part of town by yourself. THAT is a conscious decision on the part of employers. To know that and not demand that workers be paid more (CUSTOMER demand; no one gives a shit about workers) is a conscious decision on the part of consumers. To explain this all away as a “tragic accident” is to minimize that responsibility and to ensure further violence and lack of worker rights. Maria did not have to die.

sherlocksmyth:

i am the world’s best dragon slayer. you ever seen a dragon round here? no? you’re welcome.

my-stereo-heart-beats-for-you:

The fear of progression since the dawn of man

magnacarterholygrail:

amazelife:

xshe-hood-thox:

I hate a “send me a pic” ass nigga, a when I say I’m laying down he say “without me” ass nigga, can’t hold a convo but can talk about sex for hours ass nigga, ain’t tryna take you out but wanna chill ass nigga, “what are you wearing” ass nigga. Sick of these niggas

PREACH THAT!!!

You are not designed for everyone to like you.

(via deionpage)

This should be our least concern but somehow it became our greatest.

(via lisarcharles)

dynastylnoire:

revitiligo:

500daysofpoussey tbh

the freakin worst

dynastylnoire:

revitiligo:

500daysofpoussey tbh

the freakin worst

tashabilities:

dynastylnoire:

babiegyrle:

losrachetss:

kingmuthaphuckinbasquiat:

thaunderground:

sizvideos:

Video

I’ve never used the word “exasperating” in my vocab ever.

Lmaoooo he said “buy me some earplugs too”

He is too grown lmao 😂😂

Lololol this was hilarious

HE IS SO DONE ROFL

OMG OMG THIS BABY SAID “EXASPERATING” 

He’s so smart and people are reading to him, OMG!

dearnonacepeople:

People defend capitalism by saying that capitalism is the only system that works. Ask someone who’s homeless how capitalism is working for them or those in sweatshops or those unable to get adequate healthcare or education. Capitalism is continuing the destruction of our earth, creating economic inequality, perpetuating classism, racism, ableism, child labor, and so much more. Capitalism doesn’t work, it kills.

coldswarkids:

edwardspoonhands:

thelegendofkungjew:

doxian:

d-dinosaur:

rknjl:

newvagabond:

NO “TELEPHONES”. TALK TO EACH OTHER. FACE TO FACE ONLY. WRITE A LETTER. SEND A TELEGRAM TO YOUR MOM. PRETEND IT’S 1860. LIVE.

NO ‘WRITING’… TALK TO EACH OTHER. THROW A ROCK AT YOUR MOM. PRETEND IT’S 10,000 BCE.  LIVE.

URGGA. ROU GRAAURH. RUH.
<SMACKS HANDS ON WALL WITH PAINT.>

NO ‘HIGHER BRAIN FUNCTIONS’ …USE YOUR REPTILIAN BRAIN
EAT YOUR MOM’S CORPSE SHE DIED TO PROVIDE YOU WITH SUSTENANCE
PRETEND YOU HAVE JUST AROSE FROM THE SEA
SURVIVE

NO “MULTICELLULAR TRAITS”….. USE YOUR SYMBIOTIC MITOCHONDRIA
REPRODUCE ASEXUALLY, YOU’RE YOUR OWN PARENT
PRETEND IT’S 2BYA
EVOLVE

NO “LIFE.” USE FUNDAMENTAL PHYSICAL FORCES TO FORM SPHERICAL OBJECTS REVOLVING AROUND ONE ANOTHER IN SPACE. 
FUSE HYDROGEN INTO HELIUM USING GRAVITATIONAL PRESSURE TO PRODUCE HEAT AND LIGHT. 
PRETEND IT’S 4.5BYA.
STABILIZE INTO EQUILIBRIA

NO “MATTER”.  EXIST IN THE VOID WITHOUT PURPOSE OR MEANING.
THERE IS NO “YOU”, ONLY THE VAST CONCEPT OF NOTHING.
TIME DOES NOT EXIST.
BE.

coldswarkids:

edwardspoonhands:

thelegendofkungjew:

doxian:

d-dinosaur:

rknjl:

newvagabond:

NO “TELEPHONES”. TALK TO EACH OTHER. FACE TO FACE ONLY. WRITE A LETTER. SEND A TELEGRAM TO YOUR MOM. PRETEND IT’S 1860. LIVE.

NO ‘WRITING’… TALK TO EACH OTHER. THROW A ROCK AT YOUR MOM. PRETEND IT’S 10,000 BCE.  LIVE.

URGGA. ROU GRAAURH. RUH.

<SMACKS HANDS ON WALL WITH PAINT.>

NO ‘HIGHER BRAIN FUNCTIONS’ …USE YOUR REPTILIAN BRAIN

EAT YOUR MOM’S CORPSE SHE DIED TO PROVIDE YOU WITH SUSTENANCE

PRETEND YOU HAVE JUST AROSE FROM THE SEA

SURVIVE

NO “MULTICELLULAR TRAITS”….. USE YOUR SYMBIOTIC MITOCHONDRIA

REPRODUCE ASEXUALLY, YOU’RE YOUR OWN PARENT

PRETEND IT’S 2BYA

EVOLVE

NO “LIFE.” USE FUNDAMENTAL PHYSICAL FORCES TO FORM SPHERICAL OBJECTS REVOLVING AROUND ONE ANOTHER IN SPACE. 

FUSE HYDROGEN INTO HELIUM USING GRAVITATIONAL PRESSURE TO PRODUCE HEAT AND LIGHT. 

PRETEND IT’S 4.5BYA.

STABILIZE INTO EQUILIBRIA

NO “MATTER”.  EXIST IN THE VOID WITHOUT PURPOSE OR MEANING.

THERE IS NO “YOU”, ONLY THE VAST CONCEPT OF NOTHING.

TIME DOES NOT EXIST.

BE.

blackgirlsrpretty2:

Thick thighs save lives.

rareblackroses.tumblr.com

blackgirlsrpretty2:

Thick thighs save lives.

rareblackroses.tumblr.com

mal-educadx:

ni la tierra ni las mujeres somos territorio de conquista.

mal-educadx:

ni la tierra ni las mujeres somos territorio de conquista.

thecommonraven:

sassysinglelady:



  compliments don’t get people killed. 

thecommonraven:

sassysinglelady:

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  compliments don’t get people killed.