I love what I do for a living; I love it so much that sometimes I’m surprised when I get paid to do it. But all work is still work, no matter what you do or how much you love it. I’m proud of my work and I’m a self-proclaimed workaholic. I pour myself into my craft.
Jay Gatsby goes up to the counter and orders a vanilla iced coffee, but only after being repeatedly reassured by his companion that it is a sufficiently aristocratic choice. While waiting, Gatsby daydreams about his choice: the delicate balance of bitter and sweet; the refreshing chill on this humid summer day; the way sunlight will refract in the swirling liquid. It is, he decides, a flawless and thoroughly American choice of beverage. Gatsby does not know that Starbucks’ vanilla iced coffee is pre-made and served in a bottle. He is hurt and confused.
"Be yourself. You’re okay. And it really doesn’t matter what other people think." - Taylor Schilling
what, you studied for prison?
lmao why do you even care what i do
words over purpose: original track by joanna christie - live at 54 below - june 6, 2014