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Miss Heather Marie Faith. 22 years of age. New York City resident. Certified musical theatre trash. The epitome of a Leo. I apologize profusely in advance. Sometimes a NSFW blog!
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Hi, my name is Lauren. I’m a 37 year old divorced mother of one. And in a month, I am going to be homeless.
I have been applying to every job I can find for a year and six months, and I have only gotten one interview thus far. It’s becoming clear to me that this area of California is not equipped to employ the influx of people who are moving here more and more. No matter how good my resume is, someone elses’ is better. Every company can afford to be choosy when it comes to picking the best candidate to fill the job.
My ex in-laws have been so kind to allow me to stay for as long as they have, but as I”m not family anymore, they do not feel as though they are required to assist any more than they already have. I have done everything I can to be helpful around the house, but they’ve decided that the time for me to leave is now.
Without a job, I cannot afford living on my own. Without a job, I cannot afford sharing a room anywhere. I do not have any friends in this area of the country, and I don’t have any family who are willing to help, either.
I would like to stay as close to my daughter as possible (S. CA - Arizona), but mostly, what I need more than anything at this point in my life is a roof over my head and the time to find a job and begin getting back on my feet.
I know that it is a lot to ask, especially from people who don’t know me personally, but I’m terrified of going into a homeless shelter alone, and I don’t feel as though I am ever going to get hired anywhere here since I’ve been trying for so long without any results.
I am quiet, and I don’t come with a lot of physical baggage - mostly books, and those can be stored away or donated if there isn’t enough room. I do chores, babysit, and if possible, purchase food and help with bills. I don’t foresee this as a long-term solution, and I’m not interested in taking advantage of anyone’s kindness and hospitality. I just need this for a little while until I’m able to take care of myself.
If you’ve got a corner, a couch, any room at all, please, please consider me. If you’re willing to help, I will find a way to get there. And you will have my unending appreciation in return.
If you can help, or if you know someone who can help, you can get in touch with me through my Tumblr account, or through email - [email protected]
Please feel free to signal boost - I’m desperate for assistance.
Thank you
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my best friend of my entire being made this post nearly 8 years ago about my favorite musical before it was my favorite musical
UHM...Green Day musical?
HELL NO I THINK NOT.
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Okay, so... I’m back in retail for the holidays. I have not done the *~*honest to goodness*~* retail thing in nearly 5 years. I sat down after the store was closed and began to complete a closing procedure. I was exhausted, my feet hurt, and there was a chair right in front of what I was completing, so I sat in it.
Supervisor: heather, is there a reason why you’re sitting?
Me: nope. there was a chair here, so...
Supervisor: do you mind not sitting? I just think you could get a lot more done if you stood
Me: (Cannot say procedure, as it’d give away where I work - but I promise that sitting does not hurt or hinder the task I was completing) Sure. Whatever works best!
Supervisor: I was about to collect the chairs anyway.
Me: Great!
LET 👏 RETAIL 👏 EMPLOYEES 👏 SIT 👏
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mainly for @davidwriight
they say the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree
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I completely understand and respect this post. But at the end of the day, it comes down to how the show generates money. Hamilton is a cash cow (i.e.: the several productions, the gift shop, the app, the mix tape, hamiltome, etc.). Come from Away is not going to be able to receive the same monetary reaction if they did all of the things Hamilton is doing. So, a movie, it is.
Think of this situation on the same plane as Wicked. 14 years later and still no movie, even though it’s been in the words for like 8 years. Because they can continue to make profit in other forms.
It’s frustrating but at the end of the day, all these major decisions come down to money: how it’s being made and how it will continue to be made.
Hamilton: *is on Broadway for two years* “we’re gonna wait for the right time for a movie adaption”
Come From Away: *is on Broadway for less than a year* “M O V I E”
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“we almost dated” is such a weird relationship to have with someone
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HEY GUYS GUESS WHO IS BEHIND??? COMMENT & LIKE PLEASE AND THANK YOU
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Please click this link to help my friend out!
I’M VERY BEHIND PLEASE HELP ME WIN #CatsBroadway #Promo
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My sexual preference is often.
(via ohh-daddy-please)
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That’s my chicken tender Mars, who was once my coworker and an incredible friend of mine.
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‘I’m dedicating every day to you,
domestic life was never quite my style,
when you smile,
you knock me out, I fall apart,
and I thought I was so smart…’
So in case anyone hasn’t figured it out yet I’m currently using art as a way to Deal With Stuff that happened lately.
Well I needed to work through my broody/angsty feelings, so I decided to redraw the picture of Enjolras that was based off one of my canon era fics, where Enjolras, (Who is transgender, because my Enjolras is ALWAYS a trans man tbh) after a brief affair with Grantaire, finds himself with a son. He actually takes to the child a lot, which only adds fuel to the fire of ‘I need to make France a better place’. Of course, this is Enjolras and canon era and so he still goes off to his revolution and gets himself killed on the barricades, leaving his son Camille (Named for Desmoulins, of course,) to grow up knowing very little about him.
But anyway I was feeling emotional and listened to Dear Theodosia again so here’s me redrawing a pic I did months ago. (I contemplated drawing Grantaire with the bab too so maybe eventually…)
Amazingly this baby actually looks like a baby, and not a gremlin. Go me. Camille actually is a fully fleshed out character in my head, and he’s pretty interesting.
EDIT: Fixed a couple of things about Enjolras’ hair that bothered me.
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Aaron Tveit talking about his dog at the Wolf Trap Meet and Greet Q&A
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I get jealous really easily but not like an angry vengeful jealous more like a really sad lonely jealous because everybody likes everybody more than they like me and I really really don’t blame them.
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i know that i don’t really post here much anymore, and that if i do have a following anymore, it’s like three people, so.
tonight i drifted off to sleep thinking of killing myself. my suicidal tendencies come in bouts, but never to this degree - so intense and willing. i thought of ways that i could do it peacefully and just be able to slip away and finally find peace. i never thought my life would be so bad that i would find myself in a place that would have suicide as such a great desire. but here we are.
i feel like all the things i’m working towards in life are things that i don’t deserve. the people around me are completely responsible for that. i’ve pushed forward for quite some time now, hoping that attitudes would change, but it’s gotten so bad that i just want to give up and give in. there is not a single person in my life that i trust enough to help me get through what’s going on. i have some people in my life who i value greatly, but who i would never burden with this. i feel as if they do not care about me enough to be able to get me through this.
i just needed somewhere to put this. i don’t care who reads it. i just needed to finally write it somewhere.
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George Blagden for Vanity Fair Italia. (Photo: Charlie Gray.)
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