OMG IM SO SORRY I THINK I ACCIDENTALLY UNFOLLOWED YOU AAAA

I'm good (and very excited, cuz I'm going to a concert soon hehe), you? :3

hi :)

Hello ^^

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It's been a "thinking about starrison on company time" kinda afternoon

EDIT: I MEANT STARRISON I DIDN'T MEAN MCHARRISON I'M SO SLEEP DEPRIVED GOODBYE

getting bored of tumblr so I get off tumblr and open tumblr

I'm so funny, right? (Plz laugh :[ )

i had a very strange encounter today.

i was going home from a hangout with my friends after school, and i got on my bus. it's always crowded that time of the day, and today was no exception. an old lady took his bag from the seat next to her, and told me to sit down. i thanked her, and did so.

she asked me if i were coming from work, and i said that i'm still in school. then she asked me what i want to be when i grow up. she told me i would be a lovely teacher. then she told me about her kids, her grandkids, and her difficult life of working jobs she hated. when she finally got to study economics in Budapest where she always wanted to study, her husband left her with two small kids.

then she told me how she always wanted to go back to work at Váci street in Budapest, and that she had to work at factories to make enough money for her kids. but after several jobs, she finally got a job at Váci street, and she worked there the last three years before her retirenment.

when she said that, she turned to me, and said: "it took me 50 years to finally do what i want, but i did it. don't worry about what you do, you will get to do what you like. follow your dreams."

i had to get off the bus to switch to train, but that sentence really touched me. i've been struggling lately, because society tells me to have a normal job, to make money, but i always wanted to be a writer. to tell stories, to touch people, to love and create and destroy.

i take it as a sign to follow my dreams to make a revolution in hungary for queer poets and writers my age, to tell what i have to tell and follow my dreams.

whoever that lady was, i hope that she is forever blessed. thanks for reading this little story time, i just wanted to share because it's not something that happens to me every day.

Hate being a boy on his period :[

ok which one of you beatles rpfers is working for advertising at old national bank

How I feel after covering up the random J. K. R0wl¡ng book I found in Tesco, because fuck that terf:

john and paul were supposed to be wed but something went horribly wrong and fucked up the whole spacetime equilibrium and that’s why the world is like this