If You Are A Minor And Don't Know How To Help When It Comes To Raising Money And Spreading Awareness

If you are a minor and don't know how to help when it comes to raising money and spreading awareness for the situation in Palestine here are a few ways to help

reblog information and fundraisers to get the information to people who have the means

on platforms like Instagram, watch the video in its entirety, like the video, comment something with 5 words or more and share the video. if you can't put it on your story or send it to a person, copy the link so that the video gets pushed.

educate yourself about what is happening so that you can inform others around you.

boycott what you can. I know that in certain places you can't avoid it depending on your country. but small things and just convincing others to avoid what they can in good.

do your daily clicks.

you can participate in the celebrity blockout. these celebrities don't actually care, but they are so scared of losing their platforms that some of them are speaking up and spreading fund raisers and donating.

Hey who wants to be mad at something?

Cause I'm pissed

Guess what you can't say in youtube comments now without a seemingly high chance at getting your comment auto-deleted/not posted?

You can't say Queer.

Every comment I've said it in seems to disappear. I even got a pop up saying that I was breaking TOS? wtf

Let us say queer you fuckers! I fucking hate these algorithms!

I can't say Queer in a comment/reply but apparently a transphobe can claim that all trans women have autogynophilia and THAT doesn't get deleted. How fucked is that? Youtube, what the hell?

since thou interacted with my post, i shall begin with a list of interrogation friendly questions

what do you like to yap about?

if you were a fictional character, who would you be?

passions and hobbies?

I will yap about grothisms till I die 💪 (laughs in you don't know what that is). But we also have Noah Kahan, the people I hallucinated, Clancy (my wall), being a nerd, Sylvia Plath, unfunny dad jokes, and several other things 

Oh and strawberry milk

As a fictional character id beeee Sous from Gravity Falls (sorry dude I killed that fairy)

What am I not passionate about? How does one not feel it all deeply? (quoting, writing, reading, making sure I'm my teachers favorite, parentheses)

Et toi? 

You must answer those questions now. Plus a bonus (gasp). What color is your favorite song? And why?

so it appears we're mutuals now may i just tell you your ideas have helped me and will continue to do so have a sunflower 🌻

AH TYSM

i will treasure the sunflower with my life (its name is Alfeo and i am very attached to it)

THEY COMMIT WAR CRIMES ON CROWS AND DONT LIKE ALIENS

@thatslytherinbitch54

See above for the fact that they declared war

READY YOUR TROOPS SIRE

WE SHALL GO TO WAR

AT DAWN WE MEET

TROOPS

@gardenofrunar @seekmemystar @chaoticcandle @andbunnyforall @jamespotterbbg

@tequilaqueen @a-k-oblackhat @gayafaaryn

I LOOK TO YOU TO DEFEND MY HONOR

⍙⟒ ⍙⟟⌰⌰ ⎎⟟☌⊑⏁

The Girl I Wish I Could Know (Sad girl story edited better)

A girl was sitting a couple of desks down. She had her hair in a long brown braid, with violets tucked into it. I didn't pay much attention to her, but I did steal a glance occasionally. The girl next to me was nice enough. We talked about school. It's boring as usual. She said she’s excited about the break from school next month. I’m not. I glanced at the first girl and considered talking to her. But it’s too late, the bell rings and I have to go. 

The classroom was quiet, filled with students working on poetry assignments. Everyone was quietly skimming through their chosen poems. Everyone, except for one girl who memorized her lines. My heart skips for a second as I recognize her from earlier. She stared straight ahead, eyes glued to the empty chalkboard, her lips pressed into a thin line. As the other students took their turns, I watched silently, waiting for mine.

It was almost like she was making a show of not looking my way. Instead she twirled one of the violets between her two fingers. No one else knows they’re my favorites.

People fall out of love all the time. Ask anyone. Or better yet, ask someone who’s fresh out of a relationship. They’ll have a lot to say.

They drift apart. Or have different priorities. Sometimes people cheat or lie, sometimes they argue, sometimes they just change.

But that didn’t happen to us. 

The teacher called her up. She made eye contact with me for just a second before she read. Maybe she didn’t realize it or maybe I just imagined it; but it almost felt like she was talking to me. She said: 

“The sun can rarely meet the moon 

And when it happens everyone stands to stare 

They hold their roses new in bloom 

And wonder if they’d ever dare"

She pauses.

"In another life we’d meet again 

Have a story with a happier end."

She hesitates again. The teacher tells her to continue.

"None of this was my making 

To keep those two away 

Was another's undertaking”

My eyes followed her as she walked back to her seat. I wonder if she realized that she dropped the violet she was holding. It's almost funny, in a sick way. Do you know what they call our soft young love?

They call it “gross indecency.”

They call it a felony.

(BTW IM SUBMITTING THIS FOR A CONTEST SO ANY FEEDBACK WOULD BE APPRECIATED)

@gardenofrunar @prettiest-boy-around @chaoticcandle @seekmemystar @jamespotterbbg