today at school a boy named miguel jumped up on the lunch table
ripped his shirt off (his chest said “be mine”)
and started playing ‘careless whisper’ on the saxophone that he pulled basically out of thin air
like you can think i’m lying, i would, but
ARE THOSE BACKUP DANCERS
Supporting Dreams →
Hello! As those of you that follow me know, I’m very passionate about my writing and film. I plan to continue these passions, but unfortunately the cost of living alone is tough enough as is while also trying to fuel a dream. Medical bills for annual cancer checkups, groceries, electricity, it’s tough enough getting by on a full time job. However, I have had a string of good luck, and things are finally on the up and up. I’m this much closer to achieving my dreams and being able to go out into the world and focus on my art more, and I could get there with just a little more help. I would never ask for anyone but myself to take on the brunt of it, that’s why I urge you, no matter how small it is, to take the time to send money or even just words of support. You would be making a huge difference, and I plan on fully paying it forward through my use of film in the future.
"My nights are for overthinking, my mornings are for oversleeping."
so are we gonna discuss how fucked up it is that women have to wear makeup to be taken seriously at work and job interviews but if a woman has a genuine interest in and enjoyment of cosmetics she is written off as shallow, vain, and stupid, and consequently not taken seriously
(Source: baphomeme, via jack-frost-the-incredibly-cold)