Kame/Em. A lot of opinions™. Bisexual. 30s. She/her. Came for the gay stuff, stuck around for the feels. Absolute disorder on main. I tag indiscriminately and inconsistently. Icon by @sugaryrainbow. Sideblog header by the incomparable @neptunite.
It’s Sister Rosetta Tharpe’s birthday! Let’s all listen to some sweet electric guitar riffs and thank the Godmother of Rock and Roll for making it happen.
Have you ever met somebody (unrelated to you/not a family member) with the same first name as you? Add embellishments to the tags (yes but spelled slightly different, no but I know a friend of a friend, yes and im named after them, etc)
Romanticizing your own loneliness and turning it into a cool girl thing only works for like a few months and then it just becomes a throbbing black hole i think. Not that ive ever experienced anything like that
love is attained through embarrassing yourself by asking for it instead
Clementine Von Radics, from In A Dream You Saw A Way To Survive; “You are on the floor crying”
[Text ID: “And you have been / on the floor crying / for days. / And that is you / being brave. / That is you getting through it / as best you know how. / No one else can decide / What your tough looks like.”]
my belief is that everyone who works in a restaraunt or retail should make a minimum of $25 an hour and should get a half hour break every four hours and if your boss or manager tries to make you work during your break or skips it, they get chased out of town by wild dogs
