Inspired by every student whose told they can’t be an artist because it doesn’t “make enough money”.
Yeah… this sounds lovely, but like - “open a yarn shop if you love knitting”? With what money, pray tell? With what time and personal/community resources to help? It takes an awful lot of class and other privileges to just quit and do what you love. And this “you can do anything!” attitude feels awfully invalidating of people who make the trade-off between personal fulfillment and financial stability or caring for their family or whatever.
IT DOESN’T TAKE MUCH TO LIVE COMFORTABLY??? I know people who make MORE THAN I DO who can barely pay their fucking BILLS what the hell. Hwat the hell. I remember one of my best friends crying one day because they couldn’t afford CHIPS and they just wanted to eat some damn CHIPS and they make like 4 more dollars an hour than I do. I live with my parents or I’d be on the STREETS with rampant mental illness and slowly aggravated physical disability. Let me just. Strangle you. Yeah let me follow my dream of investing into a genre of music that makes virtually no money and somehow living off that??
I make less than $650 a month. $750 if I get extra hours. I can’t work much more than that because I’m sick with chronic pain. When Kasey gets a job, even if he only pulls in $500 a month (we’re expecting double with most other part time jobs in the area) We could live comfortably. I would suggest to everyone that if you can find a job that puts $1,000 a month in your pocket (after taxes) you can be very comfortable. I used to make that working part time at Wal Mart.
Now, I know it’s not possible for everyone to do that. If you can find a roommate, do it. It helps. If you can live with your parents a little longer (assuming it’s a healthy environment), do it. But please, pursue your dreams. My mom got a job doing what paid the bills, and she always thought she could do more. Same for my stepdad, my stepmom, half of my family members.
But the happiest couple I know is my Grandma and Grandpa G. They’re self employed. They make leather purses and tablet cases. They have two homes, one in Michigan and one in Florida. They have one old suburban, and are “considering” getting one a little newer than 2005. They worked their asses off. They were poor. They struggled. But they raised two girls that turned out to be relatively successful in their fields, and my grandparents were also able to afford to fix my car when I couldn’t.
PLEASE follow your dreams. If you have to pick up a part time job to pay the bills then by all means, do that! But don’t give up. A lot of us are still too young to see a long term effect, especially with the shit hand we were dealt by our parents screwing up the economy. But please don’t take the apathetic route.
The full lineup, now with Poison Ivy and Supergirl! Sorry for the slight repost, I think seeing them together makes the overall unifying design elements clearer (like the weird 90’s vibe haha).
Street clothes super heroes/villains!
Plot twist: Only tumblr users survive the apocalypse because we were too lazy to go outside to see what was going on.
Second plot twist: We don’t realize everyone else is gone until we run out of food. We don’t really care until all the Nutella is gone.
Third plot twist: We finally all meet up because we have to repopulate the world.
Forth plot twist: Everyone on tumblr actually gets laid.