#donated or thrown away

[magnoliamyrrh]

okay i got bells!!! nice bells too good bells 😌

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

im finally going through my stuffed animals to choose which ones to donate (most of them. ive been putting this off for a long time ahaha sobs) and each webkinz i put in the box kills me inside

[thoughtlessarse]

As one of the leading causes of death in the U.S., kidney disease is a serious public health problem. The disease is particularly severe among Black Americans, who are three times more likely than white Americans to develop kidney failure. While Black people constitute only 12% of the U.S. population, they account for 35% of those with kidney failure. The reason is due in part to the prevalence of diabetes and high blood pressure – the two largest contributors to kidney disease – in the Black community. Almost 100,000 people in the U.S. are awaiting kidney transplantation. Though Black Americans are more likely to need transplants, they are also less likely to receive them. Making matters worse, kidneys from Black donors in the U.S. are more likely to be thrown away as a result of a flawed system that erroneously considers all Black donor kidneys as more likely to stop working after a transplant than kidneys from donors of other races. As a scholar of bioethics, health and philosophy, I believe this flawed system raises serious ethical concerns about justice, fairness and good stewardship of a scarce resource – kidneys.

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US healthcare industry: We don't have enough Black organ donors.

Also US healthcare industry: Let's just throw these kidneys from a Black person away.

[2024skin]

Mom called me a shitty roommate today bc after months of her telling me to rent a uhaul (too young to do so) and then flaking out on me whenever I asked her if we could it on x day, I gave up on trying to get my bf's heavy TV and dresser and ordered a mountable tv, instead of buying more storage totes so that I could add to the ever increasing stack of totes in our guest bedroom

[boomerang109]

i am an incredibly sentimental person and lately i find myself remembering items i once had and wondering what happened to them and mourning them

[bander28]

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[magnoliabrown]

every time a shein garment (manifestation of the world's evils) finds itself in a thrift store (manifestation of all that is good) an angel loses its wings...

[googsvents]

"are you mad at me? i think you're mad at me"

[teamkrissy]

Are we talking dust jackets or paperbacks? Like in a frame, tacked up or decoupage? Is this every book they've read for all time or just the ones with pretty covers? There are a lot of factors here. Are their walls completely covered or is there just 1?

[smoothpeanut]

got a blood transfusion today because anemia. anyway when the blood bag's done they always run some saline to get the last bits still in the IV tubing. today i thought the nurse was switching the input but then she removed my IV. and i almost blurted out "hey i wanted to finish the rest of that..."

some perfectly good blood still in there. what a waste

[two-calicos-in-a-trenchcoat]

Im still fuckin miffed that I forgot there was a fan in my moms office last night

I do wish it was a raised one tho

Unforseen consequence of the box fan is it blows UNDER the top sheet and makes the bed super cold

Which wouldnt be bad during the summer

But it is not summer

The blankets are for warmth and weight right now

Fan blowing cold air under them is not helpful

It is currently propped up on a cardboard box my mom stuck in here for harley and that seems to have helped

The last time I remember sleeping in a room with a box fan was when I was like. 2 or 3. At my parents first apartment which was a one bedroom and my little toddler bed was at the end of their bed. And the fan pointed directly at me and I had a silk baby blanket my great uncle found in the trash (hes a garbage man and likes to go dumpster diving. Most of my baby clothes also came from the trash lol) and I remember laying there staring at the fan and occasionally flipping my blanket cuz the side touching me would get warm and I wanted the cold side to be covering me. Anyway.

[madame-mozart]

the urge to buy littlest pet shops and barbies and other figures and fashion dolls so i can pose them and take them around to places i visit and start little blogs/profiles solely for pics of them where they act out little scenarios with each other.

just yknow because my inner child demands it and wants to heal or something like that idk

[longingforacultparty]

im leaving my rheift store job in a week

goodbye half off baby blankets

[meatheadmutt]

i took the last of my cats litter and prescription food and put it down in the mail area where the residents put free things. i wrote a note that said "my cat passed and the shelter does not allow for opened items to be donated. if you or someone you know has a cat with CKD, please feel free to take these. in loving memory of Roxy" i went down this morning to grab a package and everything was gone. im very glad what she couldnt take with her has been able to help another.

[be-good-to-bugs]

mikus acquired + 2 non-mikus. the headless one is apparently a madoka figure and idk who the other one is. none of them have stands and 2 are missing pieces (3 including the headless one) idk if theyre bootleg or not. gonna check to see. im so happy tho!!! sad miku is missing her bunny ears tho

[mide404]

Greetings,

A life lost and dreams destroyed, a smile gone forever, and a joy shattered and torn apart by war. My family has become immobilized, helpless, with no options or means. Here, where war has imposed its burdens on what's left of my family, we are forced to live what we cannot bear to live and endure what we cannot possibly endure. We are living torments harsher than the harshest prison tortures, crying over the thresholds of our far, destroyed home, our paradise that slipped through our fingers, the dearest thing stolen from us by this war.

Here, my little sister describes her suffering living in displacement camps, and this is what Alaa told me during a phone call:

"We have become nothing, without a home, without shelter. I live in a cramped space surrounded by nylon that doesn’t protect you from the summer heat or the winter cold, doesn’t provide privacy. Here, where there’s no privacy at all, you don’t have the basics of life even for an animal, so how can humans live here? Imagine, the details are painful, crushing. There is no space to sit or sleep, no room for rest or deep breath. Life here is impossible by all measures. We are now living the impossible, forced, with no one to look at us with compassion or mercy, no one to support us, as if everyone united to torment and oppress us.

Streets you've never seen, know nothing about, in a place you only knew by name. It's as if the earth isn’t the same earth, nor the sea the same sea, nor even the air the same air. It feels like you can't breathe here, like a fish taken out of water, not dead but the water is far away, struggling with its soul, unable to escape. You walk like a lost person who doesn’t know their destiny in a maze, not knowing its beginning or end, thrown in the middle without a word, no hand extended, no cries heard.

I can't describe what we are living through, even the pictures didn't move anything, as if everyone is in a coma, no one sees, hears, or speaks. Death has become our greatest wish, and daily we pray for God to take us to His side and spare us from the cruelty of His servants. Is there a way out for us? 😔💔 I don’t know."

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