Salted Chocolate + Caramel Ice Cream Cake
I don't have a marketing degree, so I work harder than those with one.
I don't have that piece of paper to point to when people ask for my qualifications so I've built a body of work that I can point to instead.
Work that I've poured my everything into.
Work that shows bottom-line improvement numbers because I don't have grades to show.
When I take up a project I put my back into it because I know that if I fail people won't attribute it to market conditions, budget constraints, or bad luck but to my lack of a marketing degree, formal education, and theoretical knowledge.
Days turn into weeks, weeks into years I skipped months, spent wiping off my tears
Snape the Artist. http://daily-harry-potter.tumblr.com
part luck + part privilege + part hard work + part talent
Luck and talent cannot be controlled
Privilege can be influenced or bought
That's why we focus on hard work
But if we don't succeed, it's not always because we didn't work hard enough
And actually it's almost always luck
If we argue that by not participating in elections, we're making a statement that we reject the political system and we don't even want to take part in the system, we're being stupid
We're already a part of the political system, politics pervades the society and us
Elections give us a chance to influence the system
By not voting, you're making yourself more powerless
silly little comic about chronic pain
[image id: an 8 panel comic
the first panel has a conversation between two people. the one on the right is a light gray, and facing away from the viewer. they are meant to represent a generic person. they are saying, "wow, chronic pain sounds like it sucks." sucks is written in a dark pink. the person on the right has tan skin, a pink shirt, and pink hair. he responds "haha yeah."
the second panel shows the same two people, with the first person saying "how do you tolerate it? i'd go crazy!" tolerate is written in a dark pink. the second person responsed "um..." and trails off
the third panel shifts to a drawing of the second person sitting curled into himself. it is entirely grayscale, except for his pink hair, which is a little more muted. the text around him reads "i tolerate it because not doing so isn't an option". 'isn't an option' is written in dark pink.
the fourth panel shows him sitting and leaning against the left edge of the frame, with his legs stretched out. it reads "because what else am i supposed to do?" supposed is in all caps and written in dark pink.
the fifth panel shows a torso up drawing of him in the bottom right corner. the text reads "i can't hope for a day i'll wake up and be better." better is written in dark pink and all caps on the left half of the panel.
the sixth panel shows him sleeping, with a brown dog near his head. the text above him reads "all i can do is make sure i wake up." wake up is written in dark pink.
the seventh panel is all text, reading "i tolerate it because it needs to be tolerable". tolerable is written in dark pink.
the eighth panel shifts back to the conversation between the two people. the man finishes his response to the other person's question with "i don't know".
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Fear is the rejection of reality based on illusions/ irrational reasons/ faulty perceptions
Have you forgotten her yet?
"Not yet." replies the prisoner, just like yesterday and the day before and the day before that.
"Then you'll stay here till you do. I'll come back tomorrow."
The prisoner laughs, just like yesterday and the day before that and the day before that.