I’ve spent 8 hours acquiring [20+][/reading [15+]/annotating [10+] sources for a bibliography for an essay I don’t give a fuck about.
I have maybe 25-30 pages of my thesis written. Problem is, some of those pages are a line long. DEADDEADDEAD. Some weird formal thing where I’m trying to say, see, see, see?
We’re looking at places in Nashville.
I’m in contact with a mortuary school.
To get an Associate’s after getting a Master’s.
Maybe a few years from now I’ll write again.
For now, I enjoy puzzles with my partner and American Horror Story and parsnips.
Things are confusing.
Things are a whirlwind and I just want some fucking stable earth to implant my feet into.
@jimmythehairdresser Craving to do these haircuts..any takers?
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“Nothing is worth more than laughter. It is strength to laugh and to abandon oneself, to be light. Tragedy is the most ridiculous thing.”
― Frida Kahlo
Remember this quote and understand why it is wrong to enshroud the memory of Frida in an aura of pain & suffering as if that’s what she were all about.I fucking love this picture omg