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I don’t know why I keep doing this.

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#400 Days

I thought I should make some of these before they get old.

Have a happy pseudo-bobblehead Father Martin.

#my art


Blame visambros for the Single Dad Nick AU. And never trust me to draw a baby again.



Happy kids!!

(Source: coleseum)

#signal boost



This is how me and my family are living these months.

My mom has a great job but doesn’t make enough to support all five of us. She’s working extra hours but it isn’t enough and with school starting for my brothers and them needing over priced uniforms, we’ve all reached the end of our rope.

On top of this, my mom also has diabetes and sometimes has trouble getting the money for her medication. And as people who have/are dealing with this kind of disease you know that everything is so much more harder for her. When she gets a paper cut it can last a month and when she gets caught in the rain, she is guaranteed to get sick and as she says so many times “[she] cannot afford to get sick”.

Right now we are trying to move from this house into a smaller, more affordable one but the chances of that happening anytime soon are dwindling. In addition to this, my mom wants to visit our sick grandfather in New York who has multiple myeloma. If anyone who has heard of this would know that it affects your organs and there is no cure for it. We are all hoping for one last visit before he passes on.

I’m asking that you please help us. I don’t like this life for my brothers who have to wonder if it was okay that they are ramen for breakfast or that my mother can’t see her father one last time. Anything and everything you donate will be used to help my brothers and mother have an easier more enjoyable life.

I have set up a fundraiser and a paypal on my blog. Again, anything and everything you can spare will be much appreciated and if you cannot donate, please share this so that it gets around.


(Source: made-of-starlight-excellence)




im remaking this post because reddit literally ruined me 

my name is jeremy and i’m a 16 year old demiboy with toxic and abusive parents who is in extreme need of money. as you can see, i have a donate button on my blog. here are a few reasons as to why i need money

  • i need to buy clothing and other things to pass off as a male 
  • my parents refuse to buy me food so i’ll need money for this as well
  • i’m saving up so i can possibly rent out a room somewhere or maybe even live with my boyfriend in a few years 
  • i’d also be donating some of it to my boyfriend who is in desperate need of medication
  • if i have any left over money, i’d be spending it on something that could benefit me (i.e. something to distract me during panic attacks or just things that would keep me in my comfort zone in case of an emergency)
  • i’m also in the process of sending others my unused clothing that are in need of it (for transmen and women) so i need money for shipping things out or just donating things to people

my parents emotionally abuse me and have no problem with it. they constantly encourage my family members to join in on their mocking as well. my mom is obsessed with me being the perfect daughter, she constantly denies that i’m a male, and she tells our whole family that i’m a disappointment. my father stands on the sidelines, but has also joked about me being female and refuses to buy me any clothing that a man could wear. i do not have any physical evidence as of right now except for the fact that my friend ashton witnessed my parents taunting me by calling me the “girliest names we could come up with” 

i can not get a job. if you ask me this question i will block you. i am emotionally unstable, too young, have no transportation, have no qualities that are fit for the jobs i want, and my parents would literally throw me out if they found out i could “pay for myself,” so i would practically be homeless.

if you are from reddit i hate you and stop looking at my posts.

in case the button doesnt work, my paypal email is jeremyolivers@live.com!

please stop talking about going to dashcon ironically and use your money on this instead

(Source: ghoulkin-remade)



"My name is Michael Hunter. I was diagnosed with leukemia in June 2013 & was told on June 11, 2014 that I only have a few months left to live if I can’t find a donor. Please help me with my biological family or a donor match! I was born in Columbus, OH 3/1/1985 at Doctor’s North Hospital and given the name Christopher Brown. Please share"

Michael is a friend, I’m asking that you all take the time to share this. He desperately needs a bone marrow donor and there is very limited number of African American donors. Without a donor Michael is going to die.

Michael was adopted and does not know his birth family. We know he has a half brother but have no information about him.

He does not specifically need an African American Donor but because of all of the things that factor into finding a match (blood type, dna tissue etc.) , someone of similar descent is more likely to be a closer match.

If anyone knows anything about Michael’s birth family or if you would like to see if you are a match, please privately message me. I can put you in touch with him and his caregivers directly!

We hope through spreading awareness we can either find his birth family whom he does not know or find a donor match. Michael lives in the Cincinnati, OH area. Please dont just like this or scroll past. Please share this! You could save his life!

BOOST. Its so hard for Black people to find donors.

"That’s what I’m here for. To make you… believe."

(Source: rickytrager)



Something’s come up so I won’t be able to have Mattmageddon on the 5th. I know it’s really short notice but there’s nothing I can do about it, unfortunately. With that in mind, I’m reorganizing the day to the 21st of July to coincide with his character appreciation day.

If you need to remind yourself of the rules, they can be found here.




the camera turned on by itself i’m not a model

Eddie Gluskin and the Abuse Cycle


I know it’s been a while since there was a discussion on whether Eddie would abuse his children or not but I’m finally calm enough to talk about this.

In the game Eddie had been through an abundance of abuse from the asylum doctors and was traumatized. However, he still showed signs that he was aware what his father and uncle was wrong.

"I want a family, a legacy, to be the father I never had. I’ll never let anything happen our children. Not like… The things they did to me when I was small, when I didn’t know how filthy, how wrong it was. Only that it hurt. Never. Never to our children. You understand that, don’t you darling? I would never let anybody hurt our babies."

I believe Eddie had an extremely high potential to be a good father. We saw him at his lowest point where he is extremely mentally ill but he still says this.

Now I am not saying if someone handed him a baby in the asylum he would of been super dad, but before he was convicted he had the ability to be.

We have no idea what triggered Eddie into killing women before he was put in Mount Massive. We are told of his child abuse and nothing more. But what we do know from his game quotes that he’s always wanted a family and children.

Eddie is a tragic character who I find cathartic. In this game we saw what child abuse and abuse as a patient in Mount Massive did to him. We saw his insanity, but we never witnessed beyond that.

This is why I am so distraught by the fact he never got to be a father. I think it would of helped him heal. I think a child would of filled the hole in his heart and I think that he would of never became a serial killer.

With this I’d like to bring attention to something people call the “abuse cycle”. This claims that people who are abused will do the same to their children. I have some research and quotes below to why I feel this unjustified and hurtful to give victims of child abuse this label. I have  bolded the most important points if you don’t want to read the whole thing.

Myth: People abused as children become abusers.

This is only partly true. The U.S. Department of Health and Human Services reported that about 30% of adults who were abused and neglected as children will later abuse their own children. However, this “cycle of abuse” is not inevitable. While past abuse is one indicator for future abuse, it is not the only one. Some research indicates that if a child is able to disclose an incident of abuse early on and is supported by people who believe the claim is real, the child is less likely to become an adult perpetrator of abuse.


There’s a problem with this theory: there’s no evidence to back it up. In fact, solid research evidence says the opposite. Recent studies show that about 80% of survivors never abuse their children or any other child.


Contrary to the popular notion of a “generational cycle of abuse, ” however, the great majority of survivors neither abuse nor neglect their children. Many survivors are terribly afraid that their children will suffer a fate similar to their own, and they go to great lengths to prevent this from happening. For the sake of their children, survivors are often able to mobilize caring and protective capacities that they have never been able to extend to themselves. Judith Lewis Herman, MD (1992). Trauma and Recovery,  p 114

Another myth was abused children becoming abusers. While they are more likely to repeat the cycle of abuse, many grow up wanting to protect children, speakers said.


Recognising the deliberateness of abusers’ behaviour (Conte et al, 1989) is disturbing; it is much more comfortable to believe that abusers and/or their partners are merely repeating what they learnt in childhood. ‘Cycle of abuse’ theories rework old orthodoxies; transforming abusers into victims, and placing mothers back in the collusive frame.

This theory does an outrageous injustice to countless women whose courageous and passionate testimony made sexual abuse in childhood a social issue. It also makes a travesty of support for children, since the aim becomes preventing them ‘repeating the cycle’ rather than enabling them to cope with having been victimised.

Why, when the evidence is shaky and the implications for child and adult survivors so negative, has ‘cycle of abuse’ has become widely accepted as an explanation? On one level it is a neat and accessible concept. In offering this ‘common sense’ explanation it represents abuse as learnt behaviour as if it were the same as learning a nursery rhyme.


People who were abused have the possibility of abusing their children. However so do people who weren’t abused. Eddie has done the most important thing in breaking the abuse cycle - he recognized what happened to him is wrong. The thing about the abuse cycle, from my personal perspective, is a lot times people who admit they were abused say their parents were abused as well. However the parent themselves never recognized they were abused as a child.

To end this ramble I’d like to say if you disagree and headcanon Eddie as an abusive father then fine. However what I am asking you not to do is label everyone who was abused as a child abuser.

Do not back up your headcanon on the fact that he was abused as a child - back it up by the fact he became a serial killer. Do not spread the old way of thinking because there are real people struggling with this stigma. Many people, like Eddie, want a child so they can provide it with a childhood they never had. Don’t take this away from them by saying they’re apart of an abuse cycle.

Thank you for reading.



CLICK THE PHOTO TO HELP US! Read the story to understand!

This… is Alastair

He’s a friend. A cosplayer. A photographer. An aspiring musician. 
Not too long ago, he decided to come out as trans to his family with less than appealing results.

This is his story.

"Yesterday, Tuesday the 24 of June, I came out to my parents. I wrote my mom a 5 and a half page letter explaining everything. I said why I felt the way I felt, the name and pronouns I’d like her to use, ect. I left the letter on the table where she would see it, and then left with my sister, Rashia, and one of my best friends, Dietrich. I wanted her to cool off after reading it, because I wasn’t really sure what her reaction would be. And most of all, I was scared.

That night when I got home, we talked about the letter. The first thing my stepfather said to me was “Alastair? Thats really the best name you could come up with?” He then asked me that, since I was a boy, did that mean I liked girls. I told them both I’m asexual, which wasn’t real news, and that I’ve never been sexually, or even romantically, attracted to anyone.

My mother has forbade me from ever seeing my friend Die again. She said if I have any contact with him whatsoever, I’m being kicked out. She won’t even tell me the reason why.

My mom then almost completely hurdled over the trans issue, to yell at me and my sister both about how we’re irresponsible adults. For the record, I am 5 days out of graduating high school. I am 18 years old. She expects me to have a job immediately, to pay for my car insurance, gas, cellphone bill, my cat, and rent (which, for now, she’s dropping). I told her that was fine. I know I’m going to struggle, but I’m going to try.

My sister and I left for Dietrich’s last night. I woke up with a text telling me to get home and clean my room before so and so time, or everything that touched the ground was going to be torched. So I went home and cleaned my room.

My sister and I decided to sit our parents down and talk with them again. I told my mom that I’m scheduled to go to my clinic and pick up my testosterone in august (august 20th to be exact). My mom is strictly against testosterone. She’s convinced it will kill me. She said she wants to find a therapist or a physicist for me for my anxiety issues (which I’ve been struggling with all my life and she’s managed to be completely blind of until I told her yesterday) and for my gender issues. I really don’t want to do this. My mom and stepfather told me that If I start taking testosterone while I’m still under my parent’s roof, I will be kicked out. And that’s it. They don’t want me on T, period.

My stepfather believes I have to “experience life first” before taking testosterone. What he means by that is, I have to fuck both men and women, and then I’ll know what gender I actually am. Again, I’m asexual. I’ve never had sex. I never want to have sex. And I doubt I will ever be in any kind of romantic relationship with anyone, ever. The fact he thinks having sex may “sway” me is infuriating. He also doesn’t think I would make a good guy (even though I already am a guy). He think I’m too wimpy. And then doubtfully asked me if I could even please a woman. His definition of a male is, and I quote, “To be a man you have to have a penis”.

I really don’t know what to do. If I’m kicked out, I have nowhere to go. Chances are, I am getting kicked out. Because I’ve been waiting for YEARS to start testosterone, and if I have to wait any longer, I don’t think I am going to make it. I’ve been struggling so much these past few years, these last few months especially.

If worse comes to worse, my great friend in Texas is welcoming both my sister and I with open arms. My only issue with that is, I want to stay in NJ, my home state, mostly because I’m basically getting free college here. I want to go to college, and I don’t want to pass this opportunity up, because secondary education is just so outrageously expensive without tuition coverage. I’ll only be covered if I attend an NJ college.

Again, I don’t know why I’m writing this. I’m not asking for anyone’s money. I feel like this is all my fault and I deserve to be miserable.”

Andy and I (Hunter) have taken it upon ourselves to show Alastair that this is not his fault. He deserves to be happy. We want to try and help. 

We’ve seen Tumblr and the general internet do amazing things and we’re hoping that Tumblr will rise to the occasion and help Al jumpstart the road to being himself. If any poster asked a friend for a dollar, we could slowly help Al to get to a safe place.

Even if you can’t donate, please signal boost as far as you can to help him out!


if all of you donated just a dollar and a dollar alone, him and his sister would have $9000. we want them in a safer position. we want them to be able to be themselves without hassle! so please, PLEASE do us a favor and give them the help they both deserve! 

if you cannot donate, that’s fine, but at least help us and pass this along to your friends and followers! every penny counts!