#who lives nearby to this place

[deityofhearts]

you WISH you were me (I have cookie dough tea and it’s delicious)

#deity dialogue #I should have bought a second tin… #it’s a seasonal flavor #maybe I’ll go back for my next bday if I have the misfortune of seeing it #also I blurred the name because quite frankly while the place isn’t near where I live I don’t like the idea of ppl knowing where I am #if I trust you you can ask but I don’t think you’d be able to get your hands on the tea unless you’re willing to make a trip or know someon #who lives nearby to this place #I also got a teacup and saucer not seen here cause I’m not about to dig around for it

[kieren-fucking-walker]

I'm going to be moving in with my girlfriend!!!! It'll be a bit yet and I do feel kinda weird and sad because of this place, it's my first flat that I moved into after uni/out of home and I've been here for eight years this April so it (and the area) holds a lot of memories good and bad, but change is allowed to be complicated and moving onto something that is really good and exciting can also be hard for the leaving behind.

But I get to live with my girlfriend and fill our home with love and friends and family and have a home that for the first time in my life feels safe and like a refuge because of the person I'll be coming home to, which I never even thought was possible. I thought the only way a place would ever feel safe to me is if I was living there alone, but I can't wait to be with her and have all my friends over and make it a good space and aaaaaah. Stress and change and god knows moving costs and how long it's going to take for us to actually be able to move but idk.

Good news and hope.

#also my dad wont know where i live dbdjjs #thank you to everyone who has been rooting hoping and or praying for me #i just #told myself this year would be one for hope which is really hard without something tangible to feel hopeful for #and if nothing else this makes it easier to be hopeful #and the days are getting longer #and the sun is out #and i still dont have money for much #but i might get myself a takeaway tonight to celebrate or something #cant afford a new bedframe but i can get gyros from the amazing greek place nearby #life blogging #scared in a good way y'know? #scared but not on my own

[minivirgo]

this weekend i am feeling like the most loved and spoiled and luckiest girl in the universe

#i get to live in this place where the kitchen gets the most beautiful sunlight in the morning ? #with all of my precious postcards on the walls and my trinkets all around ? #with my cat whos been with me for nearly 18 years ? #i get to spend time with lovely friends who live nearby ? #i get to taste my best far away friend's baking for the first time ? i get teared up by generosity and love ? #i live with the cuddliest person who can't help but hug me 20 times a day ? i can work right next to him and bug him whenever i want ? #amazing

[falled-over]

some girls i know just did their turning 20 ceremony (japan) and asked me what i did for mine. ......T_T

#look up 20 year old ceremony kimono T_T theyre so beautiful #i love kimono. this particular style you only really get the one chance to wear. #the photos online dont really do it justice #my friend wore a bright teal one with an orange obi. but you could barely tell because of how patterned it is #jaw dropping #i live nearby a great second hand clothes place that ive gotten a couple of little things from. im considering making a bigger purchase #before going home. either a fox pelt (with a face and everything) or an old kimono #just to have #a lot of japanese people thing its nice when foreigners wear kimono in japan but i couldnt do it when i get home i dont think #im not saying theres a rule book about what to do im saying i would feel uncomfortable doing it #i would be buying it just to have. i already own a kimono its proper silk and embroidered. #maybe i get an obi #who knows. i love the store so i want to give them more of my money before i go #anyway i was jealous bc i havent celebrated my birthday since i was 8 bc my friend didnt invite me to theirs and i got confused so i stoppe

[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

so one of the girls I met through theatre is this super chill and laid-back punk art major who let her hair grow out and kept it natural through the entire play and then the day after our closing show chopped it into a pixie cut and dyed it bright pink and she's the same age as me and incidentally one of the first people I "met"/became acquainted with when I moved here only we didn't ever actually talk until we were working on the play and honestly I think there's something funny and quite a bit meant to be about that

#Providential mayhaps #because I was too wallflowery/bitter/unwanting of friends when I first moved here and met this girl (I met her mom first #bc she's the head librarian at the library and she told me about her daughter who's my age. and then I saw this girl in the store #and she had funky colored hair and I told her I liked it. we said hi whenever we saw each other. etc.) #but now a yearish later we can actually be friends!!!!! and I'm so glad!!!! #she's the only person my age I know who lives super nearby so honestly I might literally ask her if she wants to rent an apartment #with me at the end of summer once I have to leave my brother's place sksndmdnfkanfsknvg #Lu rambles #shrimp emotions #<- that's kinda my tag for theatre and/or growing-up shenanigans akshdkabfskfna

[uchihashisui-kun]

I'm at a job interview and they have BUNNIES RUNNING AROUND OMG I LOVE IT HERE

I saw at least 4/5 more after I took a photo of these two, I hope I get the job because I wanna stay here forever

#mun's talk #if I understood correctly the bunnies have a colony or something nearby and instead of chasing them out #this place started taking care of them making sure people know they're around so the cars in the parking lot don't run them over and #leaving some food out for them but also leaving them free so the bunnies come and go as they please #and they've been around for a couple of years and by now they're well-known by the people who work here #and honestly I'm in love and I wanna live with the bunnies

[teamdays]

actually thinking about that last post u know what absolutely is a rich people store. whole foods. every time i step in there/the general vicinity i am like in shock

#its almost a bit unnerving like once i got out of therapy early and didnt have a ride home #so i walked to the mall/nearby wholefoods w the farmers market outside #and felt so out of place compared to the people shopping there #and on my birthday we stopped by to see the cakes and they sold me a tiny ass (like literally probably 2 * 2 inches) block of cake. stuff. #and it wasnt even GOOD well it wasnt bad but. i wouldnt pay for it again even if it was cheaper. it was like $5 btw #i do kind of wanna go back when they have the farmers market though cause the vendors were pretty nice and some guy gave me a HUGE sample o #like 15 types of hummus w a piece of naan for free. and now i want to go buy hummus from him. #anyway. monterey is a crazy place (not) #but i like spending time there and comparing/contrasting my experience as a student & my dad's as a worker w the people who live there

[theskeletoninthegarden]

I had a dream where I was playing as a thief tasked to find out the truth behind the whereabouts of another criminal on a college campus. It was fun in that I was given an overall objective, but absolutely no one gave me an idea as to where to start first. Basically a lot of it involved either me figuring out how to B&E into different offices, or eavesdropping at the right time, but there were other hired thieves that I had to deal with at the same time that added an element of "combat" to the experience.

#personal #but also by eavesdropping and looking into files and etc I picked up stories about the people working and living there #which helped give them actual personalities and overall raised my investment in making sure their home essentially would be safe by the end #as an example there was this lady in her office that i could hear muttering from her computer #I was outside just under the window and my personal goal #personal as in there was no objective marker I just had a hunch #was to get in and look through her stuff #by listening to her mutter I learned that she had a friend in an office nearby that A I had to be wary about showing up #B had a key to the place (but also the doors would be unlocked) #C that she was stressed as hell and thus pretty distracted #the window before the desk was open a bit though she closed it before she left #I remembered thinking that I could have jammed it to keep it from closing all the way #but like the doors she didn't lock it #so i just slid it back open on my own #I learned about her life from her computer and jeez talk about trauma #but learned more so to follow the thread of going to her own friend's office #who as I learned #would be leaving it eventually too #idk there weren't any quest markers #just a large af map with multiple floors and a variety of ways to go about things #and a plethora of NPCs with set schedules I had to learn #Which would change dramatically if people learned I was there #I think it would be overwhelming for some people but tbh it's so what I want out of the genre

[apologeticaugur]

i'm not a person i'm just wearing skin fabric i've pulled over my skeleton

#vent art #vent #sketches #i wander mindlessly for days and nights. until i stumble across a lone house in the middle of nowhere. #the roof caved in long ago but someone's hung up a thick tarp in its place. #the walls are crumbling and the banisters that once held up the porch are rotted. #but somebody sits there in the shade. and it turns out he's been sitting there watching you for quite a while. #and i walk closer and closer. the man who lives here is named hamboo. he deems that i'm not a threat when he sees my tattered clothes #which are stained with blood and mud and the sea. he sees that i have died and risen again. #he asks what happened. i tell him i got my heart broken and murdered in one fell swoop #he looks at me with pity in his eyes and asks if i'd like his assistance #and for once i did not find myself hesitant in accepting the help that i so desperately needed. #he leads me down to a nearby pond and helps me wash away all the blood and brushes my tangled hair. lends me clothes. #i tell him only what i can remember. that i was asked out on a date and wound up face down in the harbor. #later he stitches my wounds together. i ask him why bother and he says it will help in the long run. #i think he must be lonely to want to care for me #but i don't mind #and when i have dreams. i tell him. i tell him how real they feel and the emotions they invoke and he treats them as significant. #and it feels like i've been believed for the first time in my life. #reggie speaks

[mechawolfie]

who is this guy........

#smudgy.png #he lives in a spooky castle and the #locals of the nearby village say hes a ghoul who sucks ur blood or steals ur children or hes just Really Scary #(they cant decide on one) #& one day a brave hero shows up to defeat this menace he's heard so much about #and he shows up to fight this guy #but finds out hes just this very socially anxious weird guy who refuses to leave his castle because there's People Out There #but also sometimes ppl who need a place to stay will just show up. & he'll give them his nicest room & warm food #& let them stay for as long as they want #until they can get back on their feet again #in exchange for keeping up the rumor that hes actually Really Scary and Evil #to keep everyone away #TERRIBLE plan that does not work but he's not very smart <3 #plus deep down he rly does enjoy some company #anyway yes him & the hero DO end up falling in love. you know me #but i havent figured out the hero's character yet 😩

[mvlkavian]

its still funny to me that my whole life and ppl ik now are because of simblr, unfortunately

#i visit my bf (who i mrtt thru simblr) #i lived w my bff for a year (who i met.thru simblr) #most of you all annoy the shit out of me but ig i gotta give this.place a pass 🙄 #i wouldmt even have chosen my college and gotten my full time job after eithout merting ppl on simblr who told me about this college nearby #thats insane!!!! fuck this place fr but i guess its aight

[poisonouspastels]

Google Search i just saw a frog girl npc in Minecraft who was A posing and after looking to see if anyone else has seen her ive started experiencing vivid hallucinations and she is waving at me from the open tab. Google Search i am in a horrible state of delirium am i going to die

#groda moment!!!! lol!!!! #the effects arent actually that quick i should note #usually the decay of the mind and body takes place over a week #can be longer though if someone manages to pull the victim out of such a mental decline on occasion #upon experiencing and delving further into the mystery victims have reported seeing her out of the corner of vision only to disappear #or at least the ones who were still in a mental state healthy enough to communicate fully #she's also been reported as being able to break from the A pose default and make fully capable movements #no screenshot has ever reflected this as fact despite the related claims alongside them #going further down the rabbit hole of the mystery just makes the victim deteriorate quicker #they forget to eat and sleep #they cut themselves off from the outside world #those who live in more of a socially isolated state are the most commonly found after death #often with bodies fused to nearby furniture and having had decayed for a few days minimum #nearby electronics have had their internal circuitry melted almost entirely implying overuse and my extension overheating of the device #either way its been rendered unusable #causes of death are often undetermined or mislabeled #not that i really think anyone would list 'driven to a rapid mental decline by a fake video game character' as a viable option anyway #Groda will find her way around as long as people keep talking about her

[alexiaugustin]

enrolled at the university i didn’t plan to choose at first but now love and i finally have a beautiful apartment i can move into next month.. i’m so so excited about it all!! <3

#like genuinely.. i know so many people who don’t want to move away from home or who are sad that they have to #but personally im so looking forward to it and i love my family and living with my friends nearby #but im also so excited about growing up and having my own place to be from !!! <33

[cuntwrap--supreme]

My favorite quarry has been closed, which sucks because it's a great place to let my dog swim (her favorite thing to do). I finally remembered to look up what's going on. The city is spending 6mi to make it bougie. It's a fucking 100 year old quarry. It's purpose is for trashy people to go get wasted and jump off the 200ft cliff and die. They're completely paving over the entire thing and adding in, like, concessions and bathrooms and shit. And I'm normally ok with improvements. Bathrooms are definitely something I like to see at parks. But these aren't normal bathrooms. It's a bunch of single stalls that cost probably 20k each to build when you could also just build a normal toilet for 5k.... The whole project reeks of waste. Meanwhile, I'm out here driving on roads so piss poor that I've experienced better driving conditions in Mexico. I've driven on washed out country gravel roads that don't jostle me around so much. My car is so fucked from how bad the roads are. There's also a growing homeless problem because we're rated one of the least affordable cities in the nation due to TN having beef with paying much more than $13/hr but your average rent here being $1600/mo. But that's ok! We'll continue ignoring all that and spend a whole fuck ton improving a park (and by that I mean stripping it of everything that makes it cool). I can't do math to save my life, but I know for goddamn sure I'd do a hell of a lot more to actually improve shit than the argument for why this quarry needs to be destroyed. I'm just waiting for them to announce it's $10 a day to park, too.

#the cities are built for cars yet we're making them hostile to cars now #bad roads. paid parking literally everywhere. #the other quarry nearby is charging either $5 per day or $25 a month to park. my gsmnp pass is $40 annually. why so much for a city park??? #we love to act like we're this nature lover's paradise then make it impossible for the poor to enjoy those nature spots #the place i went hiking today overlooks the city and there's talk they're paving that over too #there are too many homeless people who sleep there and it makes the city nervous #like. good. y'all's poor planning is why a lot of them are sleeping in the woods. i hope they gnaw your faces off. #city approves housing price increases. people become homeless. city complains about the homeless and makes their lives worse. #but no. we gotta have floating platforms and brick walkways and fancy toilets. that's a good cause #with 6mil you could purchase an old warehouse and turn it into stidio apartments for the homeless #you could pay people to fix the roads #you could purchase materials for teachers so kids aren't getting one of the worst educations in the country #but 200k in bathrooms that will probably get locked at 6pm so scary homeless don't use them. that's what we really need. #i hate it so much #useless spending is good when you're creating jobs #but this is a year long project. meaning it's not creating many - if any - jobs

[ketchuppee]

During the 2008 recession, my aunt lost her job. Her, her partner, and my three cousins moved across the country to stay with us while they got back on their feet. My house turned from a family of four to a family of nine overnight, complete with three dogs and five cats between us.

It took a few years for them to get a place of their own, but after a few rentals and apartments, they now own a split level ranch in a town nearby. I’ve lost track of how many coworkers and friends have stayed with them when they were in a tight spot. A mother and son getting out of an abusive relationship, a divorcee trying to stay local for his kids while they work out a custody agreement, you name it. My aunt and uncle knew first hand what that kindness meant, and always find space for someone who needed it, the way my parents had for them.

That same aunt and uncle visited me in [redacted] city last year. They are prolific drinkers, so we spent most of the day bar hopping. As we wandered the city, any time we passed a homeless person, my uncle would pull out a fresh cigarette and ask them if they had a light. Regardless of if they had a lighter on hand or not, he offered them a few bucks in exchange, which he explained to me after was because he felt it would be easier for them to accept in exchange for a service, no matter how small.

I work for a company that produces a lot of fabric waste. Every few weeks, I bring two big black trash bags full of discarded material over to a woman who works down the hall. She distributes them to local churches, quilting clubs, and teachers who can use them for crafts. She’s currently in the process of working with our building to set up a recycling program for the smaller pieces of fabric that are harder to find use for.

One of my best friends gives monthly donations to four or five local organizations. She’s fortunate enough to have a tech job that gives her a good salary, and she knows that a recurring donation is more valuable to a non-profit because they can rely on that money month after month, and can plan ways to stretch that dollar for maximum impact. One of those organizations is a native plant trust, and once she’s out of her apartment complex and in a home with a yard, she has plans to convert it into a haven of local flora.

My partner works for a company that is working to help regulate crypto and hold the current bad actors in the space accountable for their actions. We unfortunately live in a time where technology develops far too fast for bureaucracy to keep up with, but just because people use a technology for ill gain doesn’t mean the technology itself is bad. The blockchain is something that she finds fascinating and powerful, and she is using her degree and her expertise to turn it into a tool for good.

I knew someone who always had a bag of treats in their purse, on the odd chance they came across a stray cat or dog, they had something to offer them.

I follow artists who post about every local election they know of, because they know their platform gives them more reach than the average person, and that they can leverage that platform to encourage people to vote in elections that get less attention, but in many ways have more impact on the direction our country is going to go.

All of this to say, there’s more than one way to do good in the world. Social media leads us to believe that the loudest, the most vocal, the most prolific poster is the most virtuous, but they are only a piece of the puzzle. (And if virtue for virtues sake is your end goal, you’ve already lost, but that’s a different post). Community is built of people leveraging their privileges to help those without them. We need people doing all of those things and more, because no individual can or should do all of it. You would be stretched too thin, your efforts valiant, but less effective in your ambition.

None of this is to encourage inaction. Identify your unique strengths, skills, and privileges, and put them to use. Determine what causes are important to you, and commit to doing what you can to help them. Collective action is how change is made, but don’t forget that we need diversity in actions taken.

#long post #some thoughts I’ve been having

[sayruq]

My grandmother Naifa al-Sawada was born in June 1932. A beautiful girl with blue eyes, she was the only daughter to her parents. They were originally from Gaza but moved to nearby Bir al-Saba, where Naifa’s father Rizq worked as a merchant. She did well at school and in 1947 obtained the necessary certificate from the British – then the rulers of Palestine – to attend university. She did not do so, however. Her father was fearful about what could happen to her at a time when war in Palestine appeared imminent. At a young age, she married my grandfather Salman al-Nawaty and went to live in Gaza. Between 1947 and 1949, Zionist forces expelled approximately 800,000 Palestinians from their homes. Among those directly affected by the Nakba – Arabic for catastrophe – were Naifa’s own parents, who fled their home in Bir al-Saba for Gaza. Having witnessed the Nakba, Naifa encouraged her own children to defend Palestine. Naifa gave birth to four girls and six boys.Like so many mothers in Gaza, she experienced great loss. Her son Moataz went missing while traveling to Jerusalem in 1982. It is still not known what happened to him. Another son Moheeb, a journalist, left Palestine for Norway in 2007. Three years later he traveled to Syria. In January 2011, he went missing. The Syrian authorities subsequently confirmed to the Norwegian diplomatic service that he was imprisoned. But he has not been allowed to contact his family.We do not know his current whereabouts or even if he is alive or dead. My grandmother witnessed the first intifada from 1987 and 1993. On the streets around her, youngsters with stones and slingshots rose up against armed Israeli soldiers in tanks and military jeeps. During that time, her son Moheeb – the aforementioned journalist – was held for more than a year without charge or trial. That infamous practice is called administrative detention. My grandmother lived close to al-Shifa, Gaza’s largest hospital. She took great care of arranging everything in her home with her delicate hands. She used those same hands to comb her hair into braids. She memorized the Quran and took great interest in the education of her children and grandchildren. On 21 March this year, Israeli troops broke into my grandmother’s home. The soldiers displayed immense brutality. They ordered the women in our family to evacuate on foot and arrested the men. They would not allow the women to take my grandmother, who had Alzheimer’s disease, with them. The soldiers claimed that my grandmother would be safe. That was a lie. The invasion of my grandmother’s house took place amid Israel’s siege on al-Shifa hospital. My grandmother’s house was destroyed during that siege and she was killed. Her remains were found days after the Israeli troops eventually withdrew from the hospital earlier this month. She was killed – alone – in the same house where she had lived since 1955. We do not know if she suffered or if she died quickly. We do know that she was older than Israel’s merciless occupation.

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