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stampsshow · 9 months ago
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Some super beautiful flowers and fruits here. ♥
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reserwrekt · 2 years ago
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Yeah, "we try not to eat very much." This is my CareCredit account, what most vets take around here. My two cats have chronic health issues and today- my 12 year old, Zoe, failed jumped, and landed on her tail. It's either broken or sprained. I need to pick up more fluids and needles for her CKD. I don't get disability payment until the end or start of the month. V: @ kittyzibby (icon the same) next priority over the fluids and needles is food. I'm not kidding. Food prices are starving us.
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ilovebooksnanimals · 2 years ago
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My ass always finds the one person for a antisocial person I seem to draw ppl to me this older Puerto Rican lady sees me n starts talking about the price of oil I tell her there all pretty much pricey especially the olive oil she said she don't got much in #foodstamp n she tried to buy some of the stuff in #foodbazaar I'm guessing cuz she saw the food bazaar bags I had she said that I said that place don't really have deals #stopandshop did she said yes stop n shop did then we both left but met up w each other at the fruit market lml Latinos r into shopping n saving especially nowadays nd no I didn't buy the eggs I know someone who knows someone lml jk I got 3 packs in the fridge already 🤣🤣🤣🤣 https://www.instagram.com/p/Co3G8Wpv26z/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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chronicallycouchbound · 1 year ago
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Let People On Food Stamps Eat Hot Meals
Particularly on cold, rainy days (like today), while unhoused, sometimes all I want is a hot meal but it’s so difficult (if not impossible) to cook outside in the rain.
On top of this, I’m physically disabled and chronically ill. Medically, I’m supposed to have assistance with making meals as part of in home care. But I can’t get in home care without a home.
I just finished making dinner for my partner and I, it took 2 hours (3 if you include clean up). My knees are burning, my back is aching in it’s core, I feel like I’m about to faint, and all my joints are screaming. But it’s the only way we could have a hot meal today and get some protein, which is vital for our health conditions.
People judge us for using what little funds we have on McDonald’s some days. Because sometimes, it’s the only hot meal we’ve had in days. And sometimes I’m physically unable to stand, move, and do all the actions needed to cook. Or I faint while cooking. Or the rain doesn’t let up. Or we don’t have access to a kitchen for the day. Or the fire danger outside is too high. The list goes on.
Without my own kitchen to use, I don’t get to sit down while I cook (right now, everything is wet from the rain), I can’t meal prep, I can’t stock up on freezer meals, I can’t use an oven or a microwave to reheat leftovers, I can’t just reach across the kitchen for a fridge item (we have a small amount of fridge space friends let us use), everything about cooking is exponentially harder.
And even if I had 24/7 access to an accessible, full kitchen, it’s not even physically safe to cook my own meals. Even then, having a pre-made, hot, ready-to-eat meal could keep me safe and give me independance.
And all the safety needs for hot meals aside, emotionally, hot meals are also life saving and comfort. Meals are a part of community, culture, love and art.
So many gatherings we have as communities center around food. Most people in the United States would think of ones that often hold great value to Western culture. Mother’s Day breakfast. Spaghetti fundraisers. Wedding cakes. Birthday dinners. Bake sales. Carnival treats. BBQs on weekends. Holiday roasts. Lunches with friends. Casseroles brought to grieving neighbors.
Our world revolves around food.
I firmly believe that no poor person could ever “take advantage” of a system designed to feed us by using food stamps on hot food. This restrictive rule serves no purpose but to punish the most vulnerable of poor people— unhoused, disabled, and those of us living in unsafe conditions.
It also serves to restrict our access to joy and comfort. The joy can sometimes come from the food itself, but also the joy from having shared experiences solidified by the sounds of laughter and forks clinking on plates. The comfort can sometimes also be from the food itself, but also the experience of being loved and cared for while your close friend brings you pizza from your favorite restaurant because you lost your drive to eat three weeks ago and they worry about you. They know you. Those slices of pizza bring color back into your world.
Poor people deserve to be able to have the comfort, joy, and care that goes into a hot meal. We deserve the autonomy to choose foods that are best for us ourselves. We deserve to be able to eat in ways that are accessible to us.
Above all, we deserve access to hot meals.
Originally posted to my blog on 6.3.22
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labradorite-princess · 2 months ago
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Why is there over a fucking TWO HOUR wait to talk to someone from a government program!?!?!?!?!?!?
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microcosmiclymbic · 1 month ago
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I don't have enough for rent right now and I don't know what to do about it. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh
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peri · 2 months ago
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i love having food and snacks and drinks in the house but why did it cost $150
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itscontinental · 1 month ago
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Send us a scanner
You, we know you aren't using it anymore
It's collecting dust there
And you're dazzlingly wealthy
And you're gorgeous both inside and out
You have too much advantage to manage a scanner
Too lucky
It'll only print authentic cash
Miraculous cash that you don't need
And you feel nothing
What is a miracle to you
In your prosperity
What meaning is this
Spitting what you'll never need
Your hands are moderately tarnished
You feel guilt
You question if guilt is right for you
In your fortune
With your hands
Far from completely crimson
But stained the same
You have blood on them
You feel guilt for what you've done
You resent guilt; you aquaint a soiree crimson
You engage a soiree crimson
You see the absence of guilt
You recognize this as evil
You consider
You question if you envy his evilx
With certainty you would beat him to death
You think about it all night and you get drunk
You depart and wail into the night
The night is the woods that surround the soiree
You wail into the woods
Your scanner is a printer
They all are
It's spitting money
Your fist connects with the bark of the elk
Your bones are broken
You have bionic bones now
And a scanner
Send us your scanner
In the mail
We need it
We cannot promise that it will save your soul
But who's to say; let's find out
You are part machine
You died inside
You have a scanner spitting so much cash
You may come to life
If you try
Send us the scanner
We need a scanner
It will not spitn us money
We are poor
It wouldn't be funny
It has a sense of humor that you despise
It will laugh in silence ourn home
Satisfied with our insanity
It will bring you breakfast again
Things will return to how they were
Ourself, scanning and scanning
Moaning for the dead
Praying occasionally, begging for relief
Begging for a scanner
Do you pray for scanners?
Send us your scanner
Your oversized scanner
So we can scan our work
For Continental breakfast
For all we have
It willn't spit us that which you posess
But it will give us that which we need
It hurts you
It will be good to us
It is oversized too. Can scan more than standard
I don't know the metrics by heart, paper (standard)
You don't either
But it's huge, you needn't; you know.
Send us your scanner
Save your soul
Continental Breakfast is in need of a scanner
We are not kidding
We are in Pennsylvania
Give us a scanner
We can pay you
We can owe you
We fuck for money sometimes
It's on the table but not a guarantee
Only if we find you fetching
Although you have no soul
Perhaps you should give us ßmoney as well
We will revive you
Perhaps
If you give us a scanner
We need a scanner
Please
You,
Yes you
We're talking to you
You know it
You feel it
Send us a what
Meet us, love us, give us a what
A scanner
You guessed it
Smarty
A scanner
Big scanner
You
Big scanner
We love we
We need you
It want it to be big
But it doesn't have to be
Goodnight gorgeous
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spadefish · 2 months ago
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Need to figure out a way to acquire enough money for top surgery + hysto without losing my foodstamps
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stampsshow · 24 days ago
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newfeeling77 · 8 months ago
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OK man. are you gonna fuck me too what kind of message is this
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mamadoowop · 5 months ago
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seems like I left Will's Patreon at the worst time
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mezmer · 7 months ago
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I lovoove working I am soooaaur miss money bags i love spending moneeeey responsiblyyyy (I always buy secondhand hehe
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bloodenjoyer · 7 months ago
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thinking about How i am going to have to pay six hundred and ei ghty dollars on monday to get my car back and drive back home to work And oh god i just paid off ky credit card so it’s okay except once i pay for the car well you know how credit card works. you can ignore it but really i just will have no money . Omfg . its okay i’m just so fucked and i didn’t have a choice and i’ve gotta drive that thing back to work . i guess.
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littlest-bugz · 24 days ago
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Me, before going to the store: “Are we buying milk? We’re out.”
My dad: “nah, we dont have any money”
Me: “Its fine, I got it”
Meanwhile, my dad: *spending at least 70$ worth of guitar stuff he wont even use (because he plays guitar m ONCE A MONTH IF THAT).*
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