#transgender support

[heyitschloej]

Would you pull out?

[secretlumi]

Girl with some extra😝

[kiyanavis]

How bad are you ?

🔞☺️☺️

[its-a-beautful-day]

Donations Requested

This is always really hard to do but I've been going through really difficult times these last few months and it would help if you could donate here

I have a temporary place to stay but I've been homeless since April 1st. Alot of places near me have rent in the $700 to $1,000+ area which is massively outside my range (the only one I've seen in my price range had no ac 😭 it's already hit 80°f this spring)

I've been working with different resources to help find housing and support (such as SNAP) but they take time. It's been so much these past three months and I'm starting to burn out.

I'll be putting donations towards costs such as: my monthly storage rental, groceries (snap pending), medicine, doctor appointments, security deposit when I find a potential apartment, and filling my car up with gas.

I have a Kofi, with a backlog of art and a discord server. I've also been playing around with a new app on the iPad if anyone wants to request doodles for donations over $10 (examples above)

I appreciate any and all help <3

[olivedreampuppy]

Please consider reading this, and remember to check in and show love respect and appreciation to your trans pals.

[cringecat9]

trans people have rights

trans people have rights

trans people have rights

trans people have rights

trans people have rights

trans people have rights

trans people have rights

trans people have rights

trans people have rights

trans people have rights

trans people have rights

tumblr has betrayed them.

[friedfoxtidalwave]

Down for a meet up 🤔🤭😍🥰

[toonys-corner]

Urgent help!!!! Clowns Down!

Our car needs urgent repairs! Two trans people, we depend entirely on our car to make money and we just need a couple parts and a jack and jack stands and I can fix it all without paying a mechanic a crazy amount of money. If anyone can spare a few dollars please consider helping us out!!

Our cash app is:

$doublecherries

Venmo:

@doublecherries

0/200$

[wheelchairbarbie]

[heyitschloej]

Let my cum flow inside you or pull out?

[90363462]

The anti-trans rhetoric leads to violence, cut the bullshit!

[samuraijack]

So I was approved for top surgery!

But given my current situation, I'm out of a job and commission work hasn't been fruitful. So I'll be taking commissions for a discounted price! Please reblog this if you can and maybe consider commissioning me!

[strangethingdestiny]

"Unyielding Spirits: A Journey of Queer Refugees in Search of Hope"

In the heart of South Sudan, amidst the turmoil of civil war and human suffering, I find myself trapped in a precarious existence. As a queer refugee from Uganda, I carry the weight of my identity, feeling targeted, marginalized, and silenced. My journey began in 2021 when I fled my home country in search of safety and solidarity, only to be met with hostility in Kenya. There, I sought protection under the United Nations High Commissioner for Refugees (UNHCR), but I quickly discovered that my pleas for help fell on deaf ears. Living in Kakuma refugee camp, I faced relentless discrimination, harassment, and threats from both fellow refugees and members of the host community. The environment was so hostile that sadly, we lost some friends to violence; others succumbed to despair, taking their own lives in the face of overwhelming adversity.

In 2023, with little hope left, I made the difficult decision to move to South Sudan, believing that a change in scenery might offer me a chance for a new beginning. However, the reality here is grim. The country is enveloped in a civil war, and basic necessities such as food and medical care are scarce. As if that weren't enough, I continue to face discrimination and harassment from the local community and the government. Each day is a battle for survival, compounded by the fear of arson attacks akin to those we endured in Kenya. The struggle is relentless, and every moment is tinged with uncertainty.

Among the 750 queer individuals who once sought asylum in Kakuma, most of us are Ugandan, with others hailing from Congo, Burundi, and Ethiopia. Together, we have forged a bond formed from shared experiences and a mutual understanding of our plight. Each of us carries our own scars, but we have found strength in unity and resilience. Despite the dire circumstances, love and solidarity serve as our guiding lights, reminding us that we are not alone in this fight. We support one another, sharing stories that inspire a flicker of hope in our collective struggle for acceptance and survival.

As we navigate these challenges, the world continues to turn its back on us, limiting our options for a future. Resettlement opportunities from countries like the United States and Canada once seemed promising, but the recent executive order issued by President Trump has left many of us in limbo. Our dreams of rebuilding our lives in safety and dignity hang by a thread, and we anxiously wonder when—or if—this agonizing history will change for us. The fear for our future looms large, but we find solace in our shared determination to fight for our rights.

In our hearts, we know that we must remain vigilant and hopeful. We humbly call for intervention and support, recognizing that even the smallest act of kindness can keep our struggle alive. We are yearning for a chance to be seen and heard—a chance to break free from the constraints of this global prison. With every step we take together, we nurture our dreams of liberation and resilience, for we are united in our pursuit of a brighter future, where love conquers fear and acceptance triumphs over hatred. ❤️

[hotteststar]

another poem bcs why not?

THAT'S WHAT THEY CALL IT

dysphoria, they call it,

but i think it's an empty name.

when you read it, you don't feel

all the pain that lives behind it.

you don't feel the pain in your chest,

you can't know how much it hurts.

you know nothing about the confusion

that that name can unleash in our hearts.

tell me, do you ever look in the mirror

and see a wrong version of you?

like you wish you were more androgynous,

but still say it's nothing.

you are what's between your legs,

nothing more, nothing less.

you can't change it and you can't switch.

you were born that way, that's it.

and then you start wondering

what it could be like

to be who you truly are, to be born again,

but in the right body this time.

to feel good when you look at your hands,

not to be scared of changing your clothes,

to be able to look at your groin without

that feeling, that lump in your throat.

i was born wrong.

i was born in a body that i don't feel mine.

i was born through a mistake.

i was born, but i don't feel alive.

i watch other people;

they are something i'll never be.

they are confident, strong.

they are so right; they are nothing like me.

'cause i'm wrong.

i am, i know it now; i can try to change it,

but that's still the truth,

even if i lie to myself and everybody else,

i still live in a body that i

don't recognize as mine.

[eilensworld]