raise your hand if you’re filling in your practice journal and you haven’t set your eyes to it even once in months and it’s due to tomorrow and oh my godddddddd and i literally haven’t even packed yet i’m such a trainwreck
imagine having a boyfriend that takes you to concerts
imagine having a boyfriend that takes you to his concerts
imagine having a boyfriend
Michael Foucault goes up to the counter and orders an iced coffee. Is his choice a product of his past or his present? Aren’t we all just at the whim of the power structures that control our society? Should we abandon this Starbucks and take control of our own beverages? What do we know about coffee? What do any of us know about anything? The barista, not surprisingly, quits her job.