I haven’t worked since September. I worked my ass off and budgeted all through the summer in order to not have to. The holidays are coming up and its literally me and Patrick first holiday in our own place so I want it to be special. But all this extra shit wasn’t in my budget. So I sat on my kitchen floor and spoke to god. I said “god you know how I feel, I refuse to listen to anyone or take bullshit or do anything that requires me to get out of my comfort zone. So can you please bless me with a job doing literally nothing. And please help me to not have to deal with any fuckery, cause you know my black ass has had it with dealing with people”. Those were my exact words, I kid you not. The next day I got a call to do this random temp job making more an hour than I have ever made at any real job that required so much more from me. Literally all I do is drive to ann arbor sit on my ass and ship merch for one of my favorite bands Modest Mouse. I work when Im available, I’m not required to talk to anyone however I enjoy these dudes so much all we do is talk about is bands and whiteness and liberal shit for 8 hours then I leave. No commitment oh and I keep track of my own hours and get paid whenever I ask. Oh oh oh and I’m now im no longer temp as of yesterday a bitch is as permanent as i want to be. If no one else listens, God listens tho
I’m on a no carb diet. My favorite food is breadsticks
White people need to get it together. It is too damn cold in MI to be wearing shorts.
I need a lot of these.
I read this in my 11th grade english class and i still think about it sometimes.
This is my favorite fucking short story ever. It changed the way I look at human weakness.
This is one of my favourite things ever.
This is why I love writing