I actually really needed this right now, I know you’re not here, you’re so far away, but I heard that in your voice and I don’t think I could feel more suicidal than I do now. But your voice in my head makes me want to keep going, for you, to make you proud
reblogging because of that ^^
I may not know you. I may not have even spoken to you. But the statement above is no less true. Whoever you are, I am so proud of you.
This made me cry. I needed this
“im so proud of you” I’v always wanted to hear those words..
- Societal expectations of masculinity
- Societal expectations to be a provider.
- No long term reversible male birth control
- Men who are raped are more likely to remain silent and be dismissed, than be outright laughed at
- Unfair treatment in child…
this retailer sells a halal nail polish. this allows for oxygen and water to go through the nail, which makes it acceptable to wear during prayer. spread the word.
“Being a relatively modern creation, nail polish remains obviously unaddressed by early Islamic sources. But the general consensus in the Islamic community is that praying with nail polish is impermissible because of the waterproof barrier it creates on nails, which prevents the wudu ritual from being completed five times a day.” (source)
“After this I go to work at a pizza shop. My wife and I were college professors in Bangladesh. I taught accounting. But one dollar in America becomes eighty dollars when we send it back home.”
People forget, when immigrants come to this country they start from scratch. They could have been lawyers in their home country, but in the US..it means nothing. You think a HS diploma from Bangladesh means anything in this country? My mom was a top student in the country, went to all the best school and got the best of everything…but when she got here it meant squat and she was cleaning other people’s homes and scrubbing their toilets. This is why I get pissed of when people talk smack about immigrants. They at least are doing something…..heading for a goal..making sacrifices…what are you doing with your life?
^ My parents were college-educated teachers in their home country and came to the U.S. with nothing but empty pockets, a dash of hope, and a belief in God. They also scrubbed toilets in people’s homes to make enough to provide for their children, and that’s probably not something a lot of educated professionals would be able to do. I know I wouldn’t be able to do it. Pride would get in the way.
THIS IS TOO IMPORTANT.
This was posted as a reply by Tehrin to that previous thread, but as a link to a photobucket page and I’ve literally never seen this photo before and can’t even find it googling for it, so I figure I would reupload it, but I’m not sure if she made it just then or found it somewhere!
For reference, in my experience in buying Lolita $137 will generally get you, with minimal searching effort: a new with tags luckypack JSK, a gigantic assortment of various designs of brand JSK or OP to choose from, a relatively popular print on a skirt (lol my Rose Toilette skirt cost me $130), if the yen is low one of Meta’s 10,500 yen skirt lucky packs, a dress and a blouse through a shopping service on Toabao, if you’re a smart shopper a whole outfit on Bodyline, and if you’re really thrifty on the secondhand sales groups between 4 and 7 cheap pieces of a mix of budget brand and regular brand pieces (I am always seeing and then buying things like older brand cutsews and bodyline pieces going for between $20 and $30!). Heck, even the $40+ difference between the two different places is enough to buy you a Bodyline dress.