#email income

[beaft]

everyone keeps saying things like "keep trying and it'll happen! every no is taking you closer to a yes!" but ever since i graduated i've been working a series of shitty customer service jobs and getting increasingly isolated/depressed while fielding the slow drip of rejection letters from both literary agents and potential employers. i know i sound like the world's whiniest stuck record but trying to be positive about my situation is making me tired. how can i be positive when things just keep getting steadily worse

[grimae]

Earlier this year, almost like a new years resolution, I decided to regularily send artists I admire e-mails to tell them what I love about their creations. Getting messages from other people to me about how much my things mean to them made me realize that I need to give this back much more often, not even in ways to gain something, merely to show appreciation for the ways other people enrichen my life with their desire to create. It's mostly been smaller scale musicians so far to be honest and I deeply wish I could support them better by the ways of throwing scary amounts of money at them, but on those days where everything is an endeavour and my brain feels like a bull with burning hay tied to its horns I think of those e-mails, the twitter dms, the tumblr asks sent with nothing but appreciation for my art and it gets better

[squeakadeeks]

moodboard for this past week ❤️

[suntails]

job market misery

[setaflow]

A friend is trying very hard to convince me to start donating plasma (he gets a referral bonus if he signs someone up) and ngl the idea of using it to pay for less important things like books and art commissions is appealing if only for the fact that I get to say "Yeah I'm paying for this with blood money"

[theygender]

Apparently my job incorrectly changed my state on my W4 without my knowledge or consent last year and now I owe a LOT of money in unpaid state taxes since they weren't withholding them from my paycheck like they were supposed to 😭

[nerdanel01]

“Where are you going?”

Because it was clear to Johanna that Agnes was going somewhere. She was standing there with the same bag she’d arrived with, looking just as small and young and lost as she had on her first day in the Necropolis eight years ago. But where did she have to go?

And when Agnes did not answer her immediately—standing there, eyes wide, white-knuckling the handle of her bag, giving her the appearance of a child caught in the act of mischief—a terrible suspicion surfaced in Johanna’s mind.

“Andraste’s flaming ass, Agnes, are you deserting?”

Part 3 up now!

[acorviart]

it is very funny to me when people email me asking for my rates or price quotes for commissions and then ghost me after I give it to them because I like to imagine that they looked at my reply with a shocked pikachu face and then closed their email

[karpsicles]

man i just spent $130CAD on this hoodie. stupid middle aged men got me down bad.

[thegreenleavesofspring]

Me: *hoping and praying there won't be tornadoes*

Middle child, who is enamored of weather but does not yet have any real concept of Danger: *hoping and praying there will be tornadoes*

[sherlock-is-ace]

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[thedisablednaturalist]

Hey if you've been getting emails from Aidvantage and your parents keep saying that they're a scam and not to worry about them?

Check your FASA. Do not make the same mistake I did.

[antisocialxconstruct]

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[rhat-irl]

HORRIBLE : man just was very brave and made a call related to job and also navigated the library’s horrible directory. And she DIDNT ANSWER !

[destructive-delight]

probably says something about the nature of its fans that dance of the vampires is consistently the only musical that tries to get me to come back.