The Best Part Of Noita Is When After Hundreds Of Attempts Everything Lines Up Just Right So That You're

Who ordered the cube of rats?

I love Halloween!

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RIP to my "lab assistant" in Noita, who was one of the sentient, unkillable statues that i lured in from the Ancient Laboratory to my spell cave and trapped him there...he kept trying to kick me, which is not a problem as i have melee immunity, but he managed to get ahold of one of my spare wands that i had sitting around, forcing me to put him down by transmuting him into piss. i'm sorry it had to end up this way, little guy 😔😩😢

Trans Man in Florida needs help with HRT and groceries.

I was trying REALLY hard to avoid dealing with the same situation I get put in almost EVERY year, where my prescriptions all run out right before the holidays and I get to spend 2-3 months completely unmedicated until my doctors finally have appointment slots in late February to mid March. I'm working things out with my clinic rn now when it comes to my antidepressants, but my HRT is another story.

I was supposed to have three more refills left on my testosterone, but those refills expired without me realizing, and because I missed a lab appointment earlier this month (because I was too broke to pay for it), they won't give me anymore until I come in for an appointment. I've managed to snag one for the 4th, but it's going to cost around $250, which I really really don't have right now.

I was already gearing up to swallow my dignity and make a begging post for different reasons. because with the way our bills have lined up for November, we're dangerously close to being short on rent (and paying it late as it is) and have absolutely NOTHING to put towards groceries except the $20 I currently have in my wallet.

I hate having to rely on the mercy of strangers, but dear god, I'm terrified of being hungry and under/unmedicated for another month (or longer). I can't keep doing this.

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Union Pacific Bigboy 4014 at Linwood Kansas on its way to Topeka KS

taken 10/17/24

Me and my veggies

Pea fishing Friday

Yesterday, when I was sleeping during a study hall at school, some kids I kind of knew (who KNEW I have a disability) took my cane and started swinging it around, using it like a bat, and playing with it. People assumed I'd given it to them, because when asked to stop, they said no and continued. By the time someone woke me up and told me, they had broken the wrist strap and were pulling apart the pole to stretch the folding elastic. They did not say sorry. They did not take responsibility. They simply gave it back after saying "look, did you know it could do this?" and stretching the elastic again. My friends reprimanded them, but now the wrist strap connection is broken and keeps falling off my wrist, putting me in danger.

The day before this happened, they had asked to hold the cane, and I said no.

Stop feeling entitled to touch people's medical aids. Stop acting like they're not really necessary or important. Stop fucking breaking our shit.

When I was young I knew the trees had souls, each plant felt different, and every animal held a lesson to teach.

When did I forget this? How did I grow up and lose touch with this understanding?

Now I'm back, relearning the lessons I was already taught when I was young.