So this one time when I was three I was standing in the driveway to the right of my white, aluminum sided two story house on Beverly Place in South Bend, Indiana. It was summer time, and my little sister had just been born. The sky was a piercing blue with a few scattered wisps of clouds scattered throughout. The sun was bright and intense, and beat on shoulders. The grass was a vivid, bright green. I began to think about how it was strange that I had no memory of some events of my life even though I was so young. Suddenly, it occurred to me that perhaps my current state of reality was in danger of being forgotten like so many important things before it. In fact, it was probably inevitable. So I looked around and observed my surroundings. I organized my thoughts and then took a deep breath. And then I told myself “I will remember this moment for the rest of my life.”
I’m exhausted of (more than some) people telling me how I should look or be if I want to be a “pop star” & how they think it’s okay to say vile & (sexually) abusive shit to me on a daily basis over the internet. I’m not only writing about myself…because almost every person has to deal with this. It’s a shame because I now feel like I can’t connect or directly speak with true fans. I’m not a mess,I’m not a drug addict, I’m not a slut or a bitch. I recently blocked someone because they were constantly harassing me & making fun of sexual abuse that happened in my past…Which I’ve publicly spoken about to hopefully help others. They came to one of my shows & my friend confronted the person.We were accused of being homophobic after. Which is absolutely insane because my friends,my family & a majority of my fans are homosexual. Sexuality,gender,race,& age are irrelevant to me. As it should be for everyone by now. Treating people like shit because you feel like shit doesn’t help anyone. If you see hateful/disgusting/abusive comments,please start reporting it or deleting it. I think that’s the only way we can start to lower that sort of thing from happening. Use the internet as a way to connect with others & LEARN. Show & spread compassion. <33333
P.S. Sorry for the typos Sky Ferreira
Shoryu: Who do you mean?
M: The street killer.
S: Not really. I’m afraid I’ve been out of touch with public affairs.
M: From everything I’ve heard, he only goes after tough guys. Why do you suppose he does that?
S: I really haven’t the faintest idea. It reminds me of a story I once heard. Long ago, on the continent, there was a man who was an expert mountaineer. This man had climbed an incredibly tall mountain. But no one had ever heard of or seen this mountain, so they couldn’t comprehend the magnitude of this accomplishment. Reluctantly, the man continued to climb mountains that were said to be even taller. Day after day he climbed, all in order to make the people recognize his greatness. In the end, the man stopped trying to convince them, made the mountains his home, and became a demon.
S: The story ends there.
M: So, what’s the point?
S: Forgive me, I suppose there was no point to the story. Samurai Champloo
Leela: ‘You know Fry, I don’t care if you’re not the most important person in the universe. It makes me really happy to see you right now.’
Fry: ‘Then I am the most important person in the universe.’ Futurama
There’s a girl
Sitting behind me
In the dentist waiting room
I think I’m in love with her.
I don’t know what her voice sounds like
She has blue hair