Say One-two-three, Say Three-two-one!

hey guys, i just lost my home due to hurricane ida. my entire hometown flooded. im at a lost for words. i don’t know what to do. im scared. im using all my savings to be in a hotel room. if you can send anything, and I mean anything or just help spread this post, i would be eternally grateful.

Cashapp: $yungkirklin

PayPal: @leaguap

I just finished binge watching A Crown of Candy and I'm excited to dissociate to the next season of Dimension 20..

hi i adore this format and am currently on ep 93 of cr c2 :-)

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There are no new links from Ms. Yates, though I second giving directly to individuals and families (or those who can send that money to their families). General communications seem to still be down in the South (WhatsApp might be working for some), but they're working on it.

Fanm Djanm on IG has posted this:

And here are the Instagram links:

Ayiti Community Trust

Hope for Haiti

Grown In Haiti

Bati School

Two links suggested in the replies of the previous tweet :

This organization Little Footprints Big Steps was already accepting donations from the previous earthquake to help families in Les Cayes (where the recent earthquake hit nearby)

Haiti Air Ambulance is another that works sitting emergencies to help airlift victims to emergency medical care providers

There's a lot going on, but ever bit can count!

The Walk

“It’s time to go…”

“I don’t want to.”

Resolute. Mastering whatever bravery he has left facing the great unknown.

He’s suddenly very small my friend, terrified.

That’s odd. He’s never been afraid till now. What a great mystery he is.

“You know we must walk beyond.”

The soul shifts, shimmers. I feel it, he wants to fight me, to reclaim what’s his.

“You are not winning this fight.”

One has to warn.

“I want to…I-” he stammers, trying to acknowledge what he has lost.

“I know…it hurts at first but it will get better. I promise.”

“I don’t want to go.”

I should be angry with him. It was another soul that should have crossed today. But he always had a knack of foiling my plans, this man who was my shadow.

“It will be quite alright my friend. We’ll walk together. I’ll stay with you.”

I owe him that much. It is a terrible thing, for one to meet me so young. He’s been seeing me over and over again, ever since he was a child.

After all, it’s fair. A soul for a soul.

He looks at me. Looks back at the inferno he left behind. The empty building beyond.

He smiles.

We walk.

Stating the new year with angst (Also wanted to paint skulls heh) 

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