three drawings made by me, proudly displayed in our classroom
„And there was never any hints...”
This video is one of my favorites.
Desire for trans people
The Beatles (L-R: Paul McCartney, Ringo Starr, George Harrison, and John Lennon) at the Sgt Peppers Lonely Clubs Heart Band press launch, Mary 19th 1967, Photographed by Linda Eastman (later McCartney).
This was Paul and Linda's second meeting after they met 4 days prior at a Georgie Fame concert while Linda was with the Animals, and Paul was with some friends on May 15, 1967. Yesterday was 58 years since the couple first met. (X)
sorry if art posts have been slow, blame my exams </3
Imagine being a boy during beatlemania and find out all of them are gay
imagine being one of the girls during beatlemania just to find out all of them are gay
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.
bashing my head into a wall
Oooh, that's cool :3 (I haven't listened to pulp before, but I'll give 'em a listen. after checking out ginger root becuz of you, I trust your taste in music hehe)
Some news, hehe, I'm going to a concert again this Thursday lol :00 (we won the tickets, and it's also a band I like, I'M SO EXCITED, DUDE)
OMG!!! that’s so cool that u won them!!! u must be really lucky… :0
who r u seeing this time?
finally drawing again, take a Paul McCartney
!MINOR! Heyy! My name's Cade (or Csongor, if you know Hungarian), I like all kinds of music (I'm deep into Beatlemania rn)
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