You want to know the logic behind my actions? Here is one explanation:
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@dawnpants
You want to know the logic behind my actions? Here is one explanation:
Happiness and Positivity
These things are not initial reactions to everything. Fuck you society stop trying to make me perform acceptable/preferred emotions when things are beyond difficult and shitty.
I’m not a negative person, I’m not an unhappy person, but ever so rarely things beyond my control blow up in my face and I’m tired of hearing, “Well you can be happy and you can be more positive.”
Being sad and not necessarily positive is authentic emotion and maybe sometimes I’m tired of hiding behind in-genuine feelings, I can’t keep numbing myself because others expect me to.
Like fuck off and go sing by a campfire. Every once in awhile I’m allowed to face my feelings, I’m allowed to feel hopeless.
Not mine but still true!
St. Louis Post-Dispatch, Missouri, March 22, 1896
From Wikipedia: Marie-Florentine Roger (in some sources Royer, 1869-?), better known by her English-sounding model name Sarah Brown, probably an affectation due to her Celtic-looking long red hair and pale skin, was a French artist’s model famous as the “Queen of Bohemia” in 1890s Paris. Her arrest along with three other well known artists’ models for posing scantily clad as part of tableau vivant floats at the 1893 Bal des Quat'z'Arts in Paris’ Latin Quarter, provoked one of the most famous student riots of the late nineteenth century. She modeled for Jules Lefebrve, Georges Rochegrosse, and Frederick MacMonnies among others.
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I wrote a fucking poem.
There is a nest inside me. It has hatched and there are wings, needs, and cries scraping my chest and my heart.
There is an ocean inside me. I can’t breathe, it is taking, strong and full of heavy waves flooding my mind.
There is a flower inside me, it is dormant, it is bloom less, and it is colorless. It is not full of virtue.
There is a canyon inside me, it is empty, it is hollow, it is arid. It is plenty with rock slides and vulnerability.
There are whispers within me. They are deceiving, yet gentil and filled with secrets.
There are scars on me. They’re healed, their stories are obscure, they’re damage is displayed.
There is lacking in me, lack of sleep, lack of purpose, full of violent reminders.
There is an island in my sea, it;s a far reach to safety that keeps me longing.
My future finances and probably my life are a joke...
But it’s okay, I’ve accepted it, it’s beautiful, I am liberated,
but here is why I have found my new freedom:
I just discovered I am building interest on a student loan daily (silly me, I thought it was monthly, like everything else in the world, but no my adulthood is a joke, like my life).
So the interest in about $2.36 daily, which will grow as my debt grows because interest is based on percentage. So after another 6 months of me not having enough money to securely pay anything on a loan to even cover the interest and feed myself as well (but hey do I really need food if I have no financial future to begin with?), it will obviously increase. Currently I’m about $73 a month merely interest, after a few more months that’ll be about $90 and it will grow again, etc. So to even put a dent in the loan after paying the interest currently I would have to pay $74-$75 and that will only realistically put $1 towards the actual loan, ideally to $84-$85 just to take of a decent $9-$10 off the loan.
And I know what you’re thinking, GET A JOB LOSER, stop sitting on your ass, what’s stopping you?
Well I have a temporary job right now (before that all I could find was minimum wage jobs that only offered 12 hours a week), I have a job (it pays about $900/month, my rent is $435, my other bills are another $200, but again do I really need to eat? Do I need a soda/beer/cocktail after a long day? Do I need any sort of social interaction, probably not, I’ll just hermit to put aside possibly $100 for any savings or maybe the loan, who needs a savings? I won’t be going to the hospital for any reason right? I won’t have a flat tire?) for the next 6 months, but guess what, out of the 370+ jobs (I applied for in one year), this temporary job is the only one I received. Granted my resume could use some polish, it’s not bad, but fuck it, I take full responsibility, I should have put money (once again that I didn’t have) towards some more unpaid summer internships in other places, you know put $100-$200+ towards a destination in gas or a ticket to fly, another $250+ on a long-term hotel (a really cheap one), or (again a really cheap) deposit on an apartment to live (don’t forget the rent for 3 months) at while I work for free for 3 months, don’t forget the food expenses. There is too much lack of a fuck to even calculate that at this moment.
You know what though?
I can sell my car (a 2012 model) and pay off...approximately 2/3, have no transportation, but less crippling, building interest. Just a candle at the end of the tunnel, not the light, not, but a little candle because after that I will have added many years to my life where I won’t have to pay debt until I die.
I promise, I feel liberated. I would like to take this moment to send a very personal goodbye to my car, my dearest Cadence (that’s the name of my car), I never imaged you would be my ticket to a slightly long, sustained life with less crippling debt. I’ll cherish our memories together and I promise to find you a loving home, I’ve had more life changing experiences with you than most friends you lovely vehicle.
That’s a joke
“I’m going to fight these elections with my art.”
NO, that’s cute, but NO. There’s been so much art and it’s great, like I LOVE art, I make art myself, but that’s stupid.
Give back to your community, write to legislation, the democratic party, the republican party, the house, the senate, go to a protest. Your fucking art is gonna be cute, but let’s be real.
Help I am being hugged what do I do??? 😳
When someone I’ve seen at shows for years (typically clique hipsters) hugs me, like ‘Hey, you don’t like anything, I assumed you didn’t even like me.‘
So I remamed all of the rare cats in Neko Atsume and this just kinda happened
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“Artemis! Why are you here?” “To poke fun at you for a bit.”
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