After a year of job hunting I’ve got my second job interview tomorrow. Send some good vibes cos I seriously need this money.
GOOD LUCK! You’re going to own it!
I’ve slowly been giving up hope on most things lately, I really need to find a way to stop that…
I’ve had that feeling a bunch of times. What’s hard to realise is that it doesn’t really change much. You may be feeling down, but you still get up. You still get on with your day. You do tiny things to try and change the situation. And before you know it, you’re somewhere you’d never thought you’d be. Hope is not obvious. It’s not really there to do you favours. It’s hard work being optimistic. I have no idea how to finish this, but I hope everything works out for you.
nayrefusesyou-liar said: Being a serial romanticist is a brilliant idea! I would leave out the womanizer part, kinda scary.
That’s the idea. Thanks for the support! =)
Fuck being a serial-womaniser, I wanna be a serial romantic. Or is that just as creepy? Just give girls chocolate and cuddles and really nice dates and make them feel good about themselves and that’s all.
I’m hella cute, I promise, I can prove it with my dumb jokes.
- ♂ = I am a boy who has a crush on you
- ♀ = I am a girl who has a crush on you
- * = just delete your tumblr already
- æ = Post a picture of yourself
- $ = You’re awesome
- # = I love your blog
- @ = You’re beautiful
- + = i hate you.
- % = You’re ugly
- <3 = I want to fuck you
- & = I wish we were close
- ~ = I wish we were friends in real life
- ? = I relate to a lot of the same things you go through
- ! = You inspire me
I was gonna do a post about how he was called Don Quixote because he rode a donkey (geddit?) and then I realised it was a fucking horse. Fucking facts.
I’m putting the usernames in a notebook to give to my family when I finally come out to them. They told me once when I was little that if I ever came out to be gay to not tell anyone because they thought I’d be judged so please reblog so I can show them that people in my generation are different than theirs.
I’m not coming out until I fill the notebook. So if you want to help?
How many more do you need?