When I was 19 I packed a suit case and moved from Florida to California by myself, barely knowing one person, like a dummy. I’m now almost 23 and I’ve done a pretty good job of being unemployed a lot because even though film work can pay well, it’s not very steady, the summers are brutal, and your skills are pretty much non-transferable. I have been searching for steady, normal work since I got laid off from my last job in February, but I haven’t had much luck. I haven’t been able to afford a bed. I sleep on a futon “mattress” which let’s be real is pretty much the floor and I haven’t slept comfortably for a really, really long time. I just wanna be happy like that man in the picture. Look at him, he’s probably dreaming of fresh, ripe prunes and hand-crafted bedside potties. I wanna dream of hand-crafted bedside potties!
Mattress: A decent (term used loosely), Full/Queen sized mattress costs anywhere from $299 - $399.
Bed frame: An IKEA bed frame for a bed without a box spring is pretty cheap, I can get one for around $120.
Overflow: GoFundMe takes 5% of every donation, and the company that does the payout, WePay, takes 3%. I’m accounting for that.
Anything helps, and if you can’t donate, please spread the word. I would love nothing more.
PS: A man raised $10,000 for potato salad.
I honestly hate that I even have to do this but I’m posting this one last time. If it remains this unsuccessful through next week I will close the campaign, because I don’t want to bother people with it. But I figured once more couldn’t hurt.
“If you look at the fact that you have a roof over your head, food to eat, that you are young and beautiful and live in a peaceful land, then no, you have nothing to be sad about. But the fact is, we are not only a physical body, we have souls too, and sometimes our souls get sick. If you break a leg you don’t just say ‘I have no reason to have a broken leg’ and ignore it; you seek help. It’s the same when your soul gets hurt. Don’t apologize for being sad.”—My doctor when I told her I had no reason to be sad (via hrive-ithiliel)
so basically when you have your period and your lower back hurts it is because your hips are contracting and spreading apart, only slightly, to make room for the release of the blood and linings of your uterus. so basically your body is going through a small and mild labor to push out the dead insides of your uterus. so basically I have gone through labor and basically I don’t want children.
“Make the first move, tell people how you feel, stop being so scared of rejection, stop feeling so engulfed with thoughts that aren’t even yours, and stop wasting your fucking time.”—what i needed to hear (via gaystray)
have you ever just looked at someone and thought, my fucking god i adore you. i adore every goddamn ounce. i adore your bones and your soul. but I’m a loser, who just doesn’t wanna lose you. i can lose fucking everything, but not you. oh god. not you.
stereotypes against white people are not dangerous at all. no one is out here stopping and frisking you guys for liking starbucks and chipotle. meanwhile, black teenagers suspected of being “thugs” and “threats” are slain on sight so please calm the fuck down and learn how to take a joke