i’m not paying over $4000 a semester in tuition to hear boys talk over my professors during class so that they can make their little ‘jokes’
happy halloween. its fucking halloween every day from now until the end of october. happy fucking halloween
my capstone chair called me a “writer/director” today and it was then that i realized
i’m not “not a writer” anymore?
i am a writer?
this line from kate bishop’s wiki page is the best part about her and clint sharing a moniker
(i hope you all enjoy october, bc november is going to be nothing but me screaming directly into all your faces to donate to my kickstarter)