shh no more words
Fave twerk song off the album
YONCÉ ALL ON HIS MOUTH LIKE LIQUOR
This is why I should never get super bored
TROMBONES HAVE THE MELODY
Ever have one of those days where after a long not-so-great day dotted with petty disappointments, you go home to just relax and you are bombarded with frustrations involving other people disappointing you in some fashion and all you want to do is listen to music to distract you from your irritation and you find your favorite songs aren’t enough to perk you up, so you try to do something you really enjoy and it fails miserably and you wonder if you’ve reached the apex of your skill/talent and everything from here on out is a slow and steady downward spiral into mediocrity until death, so you give up and try to take a nap but find that you can’t fall asleep because you are so frustrated with your life and wonder if you should feel so angry/disappointed, because there are people out there who are dying or don’t have their rights or are suffering from physical or mental anguish, or suffer persecution because of their race, gender, sexuality and you can’t get comfortable in your bed and you wonder if its your own innate flaws that bring you such misery or if its the people around you that inevitably do not live up to your expectations and then you get up and think about raiding the liquor cabinet, but you don’t because you don’t like the taste of alcohol so you try to watch some stand-up comedy to laugh but you’ve seen it all one hundred times before the last time you went through a little depressive episode and finally you just get pissed off and cry and then laugh it off with some cynical misanthropic comment about how much you hate the world and then despite feeling wide-awake with some strange combination of anger and mania, you just decide “screw it” and go to sleep anyway? Then you wake up and its a Tuesday.
Not me, because I am a white cis-gendered male with all of the privilege that these things entail, that has a job, and no obvious/identified conditions physically or mentally that would adequately excuse any complaining I might do about life.
In short, life is hard even when you aren’t a member of any kind of racial, gender, sexual, etc… minority. Yet we live anyway.
Curious to see how people react.
I can not count the number of times this trick has saved my ass.
And people say Tumblr doesn’t teach you life skills…
this will come in handy one day
ATTENTION GRADUATING CLASS OF 2013: COLLEGE SURVIVAL 101
Reblogging for future reference..