having major anxiety right now about whether i should “get involved” with the school’s literary magazine or stay in my room and watch more Last Week Tonight.
omfg just go, just fucking go.
i dont need a boyfriend i need 12 million dollars and a donut
12 million dollars can be used to obtain many donuts.
money can be exchanged for goods and services
Charming visualization from this altogether delightful children’s book about space – an imaginative and illuminating primer on the cosmos to spark awe in the souls of budding Sagans.
I don’t feel like myself. I don’t feel like I’m being the person I want to be. I’m not being myself. I’m not being stretched past my limits of comfort… it’s the comfort of being this okay with being someone I don’t recognize that scares me so bad.
I feel like such a phony and it is so easy for me. I hate it.
For The Masses:
David Bowie with his 1976 painting of Iggy Pop, Portrait of J.O.