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@megan--joy

i like peace signs and laughing. music. gum. nail polish. oh i LOVE pictures. writing in my journal. the sims. subway. sleeping. sunsets. i enjoy being with my family and friends. my husband is amazing. i like going for walks in the woods. horses are awesome. i like animals in general i guess. mountain dew. ice cream. reeses. summer. i like love.

the thing that’s getting me about chadwick, is how tired he must have been. how much strength it takes to be undergoing painful treatment and invasive surgery, and to still be creating art. to know you probably will not live to a ripe old age and to say “i’m creating a legacy now” and using the time you have on this earth to tell black stories, to embody a warrior and a king for black people to see themselves reflected in, to create art. that sort of strength deserved to live, it deserved to survive. it’s so incredibly unfair.

rest in power chadwick, we watched you play a hero but little did we know, the hero was you all along. wakanda forever and always king.

everyone posting that “my generation lost hobbies” post is so stupid like no you fuckwits hobbies were stolen from you by a system that demands you work 8 hours a day to earn a tiny percentage of the profit you generate, leaving you too exhausted and brainwashed to enjoy exercising passion without financial incentive

Not to mention if you DO somehow have that energy to create, people put pressure on you to monetize it. You can’t draw for the sake of drawing, your family and friends think you’re good enough that you need to sell it. You can’t sing for the sake of singing, you have to turn that into a career or shut up. You can’t write fanfiction for your own enjoyment, you’re wasting time when you could be working on your OWN novel.

These are sentiments that have been told to me over the years. That people think you are ‘wasting your talents’ if everything you do isn’t for the sake of profit. And I’m here to tell you folks… that’s SAD.

yeah this is like when I posted on a buzzfeed post about being unemployed still at 24 (lmao). one person was like “hell, you could start a blog with what you’ve done! that can make you money” and like. yeah. I know marcy, I know. but do you know how long it takes for most bloggers/online creators/writers etc etc etc to make money from their blogs??? two years at the very least. so for two years, I’d need savings to start a blog and eat or a back up job if it all goes to shit, anyway. like dude, I need to eat. christ. just let me have this hobby lmao.

and plus as I’ve written on other posts on here, I’ve actually wanted to make money from blogging before (on here- like good luck lmao)…. but both studying it at uni and/or trying to turn it into a profitable hobby/full time gig just made me dread it and hate it.

The wore joker paint during that protest as well.

holy shit

What the fuck is going on in France? Is it still the yellow vest folks?

Firefighters are protesting for better pay and better work conditions. And yes they are still having yellow vest protests. Earlier this month a yellow vest was shot in the back of the head by police.

The kicker, when Police protested a couple months earlier for the EXACT same thing firefighters were there in support of them. Now they've turned their backs on the same people that helped them.

Man I remember when I was a kid and my mom would take me to the library and I'd come out with a stack of books like a foot+ tall - sometimes the librarians had to override the computer which told us we were checking out Too Much. And I'd get home and I'd plow through like three four five six chapter books in an afternoon and then I'd emerge for dinner only to go back for one more book, which I was still up reading two hours past bedtime and like damn those were the days huh.

hey so, as a man who works with other men, here’s a quick relationship tip: if he doesn’t much like cats, that might be just a personal preference. if he hates cats, if he tells you he hates cats as soon as he hears that you have a cat and love your cat, he’s an asshole. he’s telling on himself.  

every guy i’ve ever worked with that makes a point of telling me how much he hates cats as soon as i mention that i have a cat and love my cat, is always someone who is regularly cruel for fun and who laughs in the breakroom about the mean things they do for fun to their girlfriends and children. 

I wish I could articulate all the ways this makes sense and why it makes sense and stuff but it’s just like… something something misogyny something something resentment of creatures that don’t need you and don’t hang on your attention and approval all their lives.