27| fangirl to working in the music industry pipeline| future ghost
I learned in my political science class that all major famines in the 20th century and onward have been caused by oppressive groups or political situations restricting access to food, NOT natural causes like crop failure
I’ve been active on this site since 2012 but since Twitter is ending I figured I might as well make an actual post instead of my reblogs! So here’s an introduction!
I started this account in 2012, when I was 16, as a one direction fan account. I literally found out about the band from a friend and came straight home and started both a twitter and a tumblr so that I could keep up with the band. For the past 10 years these websites have made me who I am today (I wish I was being hyperbolic)
Today, I am about to turn 27. I have a bachelors degree in film and a masters degree in music business. I work in the music industry for one of the biggest entertainment companies in the world. I never got to see 1D live, nor have I met any of them yet, but I have worked with some of their management teams and I’ve been lucky enough to see Niall on his Flicker tour and Harry just two weeks ago during his Love on Tour LA residencies.
All this to say, thank you to everyone I met and interacted with on this app in the past 10 years. I wouldn’t be where I am without it. I’m very excited to start posted regularly again!
me, putting a bunch of hand wash only things in the washing machine: you guys look out for each other in there OK
Hey, do you all know what’s the worst feeling that I personally deal with on a daily basis? The feelings that I don’t matter to any of my friends and that I am just a burden onto everyone. I constantly feel that I never do enough, that I do all of this work and no one recognizes anything that I do and only view me as someone that just exist in their life. It’s really hard when all of the effort and work to make others happy and keep them from feeling like the way I feel constantly doesn’t seem apparent.
Even though this is an irrational feeling I have, it’s been present to me for the last couple of days. I spent the last couple of months helping people and not really taking care of myself as much as I should have because I put others over myself constantly, only to be fucked over in some way or another.
I have made so many sacrifices for others, I don’t even want credit for anything, I just want to be recognized for being a decent human being and not being called an asshole or being told that I don’t care about anyone.
I can’t picture anyone daydreaming about me. I can’t picture someone thinking about me when they’re laying in bed before they fall asleep. I can’t picture anyone telling their friends about me. I can’t picture anyone getting butterflies because I hugged them, or even just because I made eye contact with them. I can’t picture someone smiling because my name lit up their phone. I just can’t.
due to personal reasons i will wish u all a very good day. take care of yourselves ladies
hotboyproblems
