Abled Gays Celebrating Marriage Equality: Well We Sure Do Have Nowhere To Go From Here When It Comes

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when someone is a christian they are not constantly asked their position on the holocaust the transatlantic slave trade the extermination of native americans or any of the thousands of atrocities committed by christians so why do muslims get asked about terrorism and jewish people about israel and are grouped in with specific bad people while christians are not required to explain themselves??

I literally had a debate on this in my ethics class 5 minutes ago

Sometimes I say self loathing things to my therapist and he looks at me dead in the eyes before saying “You fucking moron.” and tbh same

My friend from Lebanon wrote up a really good thread on Twitter I thought I should share here, just to clear up some of the inaccuracies floating around:

And here are some of the links they provided:

https://www.supportlrc.app/

supportlrc.app

Save Lives – Become a Regular Donor

Support the Lebanese Red Cross by enrolling to our Individual Giving Program. Register as a Regular Donor by Donating through the web or by

https://www.gofundme.com/f/prevent-suicides-due-to-poverty-and-unemployment

gofundme.com

Foodblessed food boxes to help those in need organized by Joey Moawad

<p>There has never been a worse time to be poor in Lebanon. A political cr… Joey Moawad needs your support for Foodblessed food boxes to

https://www.gofundme.com/f/medical-relief-to-lebanon

gofundme.com

Medical Relief to Lebanon organized by Majd Faraj

Hello family and friends,  “Our elders and our children, they await the nation’s call. They are… Majd Faraj needs your support for Medical

https://www.gofundme.com/f/hope-for-lebanon

gofundme.com

Hope for Lebanon organized by Samar Seraqui De Buttafoco

<p> Beirut is crying blood. Beirut is breathing toxic air. The fundraising is urgent. It… Samar Seraqui De Buttafoco needs your support fo

https://www.gofundme.com/f/lebanonneedsorg

gofundme.com

Lebanon Needs organized by Christina Nakhle

<strong>What?</strong> We founded Lebanon Needs to provide those who need it the most with essential s… Christina Nakhle needs your support

http://www.caritas.org.lb/get_involved/donate

Caritas Lebanon

Donate | Caritas Lebanon

Donate | Caritas Lebanon

https://beitelbaraka.net/donation/pay/

https://gogetfunding.com/beirut-emergency-relief/

GoGetFunding

Beirut Emergency Relief

The Explosion in Beirut today feels surreal. I am still unable to fully comprehend what has happened. My neighbourhood is destroyed, my best

https://www.justgiving.com/crowdfunding/lebanon-relief

JustGiving

Help raise £5000000 to provide disaster relief after the explosion in Beirut

Weʼre raising money to provide disaster relief after the explosion in Beirut. Support this JustGiving Crowdfunding Page.

https://www.givingloop.org/offrejoie

givingloop.org

Offrejoie | Rebuilding our beloved Beirut! We need your support

Rebuilding our beloved Beirut! We need your support

https://www.gofundme.com/f/beirut-explosion-emergency-disaster-relief

gofundme.com

Beirut Explosion Emergency Disaster Relief organized by Marie-Joe Noon

Beirut, Lebanon's capital, was hit on August 4, 2020 with a massive explosio… Marie-Joe Noon needs your support for Beirut Explosion Emergen

Do Not Support This Organization

YouTube video with 10 million views where man exploits his autistic son so people donate money to a charity associated with Autism Speaks, which has no autistic board members and has recently partnered with Google to find what genes cause autism in order to ‘cure’ it (eugenics).

This video has 10 million views, is #10 on YouTube’s trending page, has already received $700k+ in donations, and has many popular Youtubers like MrBeast in the comments praising this man.

Aside from being associated with Autism Speaks, Next for Autism also supports ABA therapy and a member of their leadership, Alison Bush, worked for an ABA based center, First Leap, before joining Next for Autism.

Autism Behavioral Analysis forces children to suppress their symptoms of autism, such as forcing them to make eye contact, forcing them to stop stimming, and forcing them to deal with or ignore overstimulation, among other things. Nearly half of all ABA patients have PTSD and are more likely to experience it than people not exposed to ABA.

This is absolutely disgusting, as a father to an autistic boy, this man should know better than to support an organization that harms autistic children and is associated with one that wants to eradicate people like his son from existence, and is partnering with Jimmy Kimmel of all people, someone who has done blackface multiple times in the past. Great spokespeople for Autism, guys! (sarcastic)

Please spread this both by reblogging and sharing on other social media sites, and contact the people involved in the Color the Spectrum event to tell them that this is not OK.

𝑭𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻𝑺 𝑨𝑩𝑶𝑼𝑻 𝑵𝑶𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑮

pairing: Jordan Li x gn!reader warnings: not proofread, hurt/comfort words: 1498 summary: a video from a party leads to accusations being thrown, with betrayal and jealousy clouding the mind it is only expected something goes wrong.

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Fights with Jordan were never malicious; they were always about something stupid or the stress of class. When the two of you fought, it was always followed by a heated makeout session and hushed apologies. It was never serious, and there was nothing you couldn't forgive each other for. However, the subject of the fight was sometimes just in someone's head.

The aggressive knocks on your dorm room door were nothing new; with your headphones on, you could barely hear anything. Rising from your couch, you cross the small space to the door, opening it with a smile that only grew as you saw Jordan on the other side.

"Hey, I wasn't expecting you." Your voice trails off slightly as you notice the deep frown on their face. Taking a moment to take in their appearance you notice their vphone clutched harshly in their hand, for a moment you wonder if it is going to shatter in their hand. Pushing past you to get into your room you were a little shocked with their aggression.

Shutting the door quickly, you turn to face them, confusion written on your face as you try to figure out what's wrong. "You good?" Their nostrils flared slightly as you huffed in response to the question. "Am I doing well? Are you okay? "What the hell is this?" Their voice was accusatory, their dark eyes boring into yours as if they were looking for a flash of guilt to prove they were correct in their accusation.

A video was playing on their vphone, which was thrust into your face. From what you could tell, it was from the weekend party you attended. It was supposed to be a small gathering for your friend's party, but it was blown out of proportion, and many more people showed up. Regardless, it was a fun night that you will never forget. However, Jordan stands there with a video of someone performing a keg stand that you wish you could remember.

"Looks like someone having a good time?" The video loops again as you try to figure out what caused such a reaction from the person in front of you. Your words pull a scoff from Jordan as they watch you with anger swirling in their eyes. "The fucking background, I shouldn't have to explain it." Their words were laced with venom as you tried to see what they were talking about. What could possibly get them so upset to storm into your dorm and begin yelling at you over something.

After a few moments, you realised what had gotten them so worked up. You and a guy were in the crowd that gathered around the person of the moment, encouraging them to keep drinking. Matthew? Max? Martin? His name slipped your mind, the alcohol erasing it from your memory. They were attached to your side, their hands a little too low, and their face whispering something in your ear before hovering over the exposed skin of your neck in the video. You couldn't help but frown as you saw it, desperately trying to recall how you got into the situation.

You could remember the disgusting feeling of his hands on you, the drunken flirting, and the kiss they tried to give you in small fragments. You'd put a stop to it before it got too far, telling them to get lost and that you weren't interested in them at all.

"That was nothing-" "Nothing? I sure looked like something." Jordan's anger-filled voice cut you off before you could explain yourself, their emotions clouding their judgement. You knew you should not rise to their bites, to begin yelling back and fighting with an equal amount of venom. But you were feeding off the anger and betrayal in the room.

"I don't know why it's any of your business. It's not like we are together." What Jordan and you had was delicate, you weren't officially together yet treated one another as partners. There had never been a conversation on exactly what you two were, simply a couple of people who fool around and seek each other out at times. Not a couple.

"It became my business when you act like a fucking slut." You it was not the yelling that caused the pang in your heart, not the tone or the way they looked at you with such anger. But the accusation of you being a slut, as though you were asking for a man to accost you while trying to celebrate your friend. "Go fuck yourself Jordan. God, I don't act like such a brat when you flirt with people. If I knew you were so insecure I would've wasted my time with you."

Your words seemed to strike a nerve with them, and your choice of words hurt them. There was some distance between you two, a small safety bubble in your eyes. But when Jordan took a step towards you, it popped, and you quickly took a step back to regain the distance between you. In reality, you don't know why you did it; you weren't afraid they'd hurt you physically because you knew they weren't like that. But the possibility of it existed.

In their masculine form, they could be rather intimidating, they were tall and muscular, and their voice was deep and loud without even trying. They towered over you with little effort, intimidating you without even trying.

Jordan's expression changed from one of rage to one of guilt and concern. It was never their intention to scare you or make you fear they would attack you. When they saw the video, they were just frustrated and hurt, feeling betrayed. A part of them knew they were wrong; you weren't together, you weren't their partner; you were simply someone who held a special place in their hearts. The sting of betrayal for what had happened was still there. But it was overshadowed by the guilt he felt for instilling fear in others. They knew in their masculine form they could be intimidating, they often used this form to make sure people were listening to them when making a point.

"I-" The shift to their feminine form was instant, their voice becoming softer, their features more rounded and their frame much smaller as though they were trying to curl into themself to appear less threatening. Their voice was laced with guilt, words dying in their throat not knowing what to say to make this better. To make you feel more comfortable and safe with them, instead of fear that they might do something. "I didn't mean..."

"I know," Your voice is soft as you speak, you feel stupid for allowing a small fear to consume you. To think that they were that low may that they may hurt you over a video and harsh words. Embarrassment flooded your system along with a small sense of guilt for the whirlwind of emotions you have caused them. "I just... I don't know why I did that."

"I would never hurt you," Jordan's voice matches yours in tone and volume, eyes searching yours for a hint of fear that you may still possess. "I know," Your small confirmation pushes Jordan towards you, their steps are slow and small giving you enough chance to back away or shoo them off. But you don't, needing the sense of comfort only they can bring.

Jordan's hands grab your hands softly, starting small to ensure you are okay with physical touch. When you give on negative reaction, they wrap their arms around you, pulling you into a warm embrace. You sink into their touch, arms wrapping around them as a small sigh leaves you. "I didn't mean for him to be all over me," You begin, finding this calm moment the perfect time to explain your actions. "I didn't want to cause a scene, not at my friend's party. It didn't go further than that, I promise. I got him to leave me be, he was just a stain on a good night."

There was silence for a moment, Jordan allowing your words to sink in and for a moment they felt silly. To think you would eagerly be all over a guy you just met at a party. That you would throw away what you both had for some man you clearly barely remember. But the jealousy and betrayal was still there, gnawing at the back of their mind.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have barged in here to yell at you. I didn't want to scare you." The small apology brought a smile to your face, it was easy to forgive Jordan and it was easy to love them.

In honor of me going to the eras tour tonight: Roy Kent is so "Nothing New"

reblog if ur blog is anti-nazi

if ur a nazi or neo-nazi or support nazi ideologies let this be a fucking harsh message that ur not welcome on this blog and I hope you get socked in the face