bites you and infects you with a incurable disease that makes you finish all your wips

fuck it

dynamax snom

reblog if you’re a SHARK APOLOGIST

tl;dr I’m broke and unemployed, student loans need to be paid, and all I’m asking for is a dollar per person if they have it. Salutations! If you attended Georgia State University, you know it’s Fuck GSU season 24/7. My first semester at GSU (Spring 2015, before the merger with GPC) I had to take up a loan because apparently GSU didn’t want to accept my FAFSA. I later learned halfway thru my semester 3 of the 4 classes that I was explicitly told during my transfer orientation that I absolutely needed for my major were NOT needed. My final 2 were paid out of pocket. Somehow, I managed to graduate with only $2k of debt. Small, right? Here’s the problem. I’m broke, unemployed, and usually what little money I get from odd jobs goes right back into food, transportation, and bills. I also don’t like asking for handouts because Capitalism has been deeply ingrained into my psyche as a bad thing to do. Sally Mae’s already been a-callin’ me too, and I haven’t even received my degree in the mail yet. Exciting, isn’t it? So here’s what I’m asking for: Last year, I released an album called “Hell if I Know” http://theuncannyimp.bandcamp.com/ . Those of you who’ve heard it have told me it’s good! ( And so has the internet http://deadendhiphop.com/the-bandcamp-beat-december-2018-edition/ ). Thing is, I don’t think everyone I know has heard it yet and even fewer of you have purchased it. So how about this? If you use the code “FUCKGSU” on Bandcamp, you can buy the record for $1 minimum. That’s a pretty minor loss for a good cause, yeah? “But Imp,” i hear you cry, “with Bandcamp’s 15% sales cut, that’s 2,353 total sales you have to make in order to completely pay off your student loans!” Then share this campaign! The culture surrounding students having to be indebted to their universities persists far too often. I’ve been homeless, I’ve been (and currently am) poor. I can manage those. What I can’t manage is risking those while also having what little money I obtain being immediately taken out of my hands by Sally Mae. (You can also pay what you want; the dollar is just a minimum.)Thank you so much for listening to me. I hope you have a wonderful day! ✌️ NSFAQ (Not So Frequently Asked Questions):

“What if I want to donate to you directly?” - My cashapp is $theuncannyimp and my paypal is https://www.paypal.me/theuncanny/ .

“What if I’m completely, 100% broke?” - I understand; I’m not gonna take the money out the pockets of those who absolutely have nothing to share. I’m often in the same predicament. Share the campaign if you’re so inclined though!

“What if I hate you?” ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

“Why should I pay for music?” Because musicians also deserve to have food, water, and shelter in this capitalist hellscape known as the United States. Additionally, humans shouldn’t have to be under constant fear of not being able to have access to these resources due to debt.

Not sure if anyone done this but…

*LOUDER, WITH MORE PASSION* NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

@sixthdimensional I see u there

*quietly, but with passion* noooooooooooo

sometimes i’m like ‘it’s pretty rough odds that i’ll ever find someone who’s queer and fun and creative and into me for both my personality and my body, being trans was a real bad idea’ and then i’m like ‘well it could be worse, i could have settled for marrying a straight guy’ and i feel an enormous sense of relief

tbh making my body unpalatable to straight men has improved my mental health like 60%

can’t really do anything about my personality tho, it’s stuck like this forever

welcome to no gender november

Being visible is the worst! Having a physical form is abominable! Public spaces are a nightmare! If you see me outside no you don’t!

You ever just realize how lucky you are that you did that weird thing that led to you being friends with the people you are friends with?

James Hollins - Our True Significance | gif by FD

Sometimes writing is like having an enormous lake in your head, and you want to get it out of your head and into a proper place for a lake so other people can come and go swimming and ride jet skis and stuff, except all you have to move the lake is a teaspoon. So you’re just sitting there frantically flinging water out of the lake with your teaspoon and telling people, “Guys, this lake is going to be so cool when it’s done,” but it will never be done. There is so much lake.

I didn’t really expect this to be relatable, but if you wanna reblog, go wild.