Hello all wonderful people on Tumblr and the internet. I am a student studying to be a singer and music teacher. This summer I could have the opportunity to go to study music and German language in Vienna, Austria. The downside - the cost is mighty. I am currently working several jobs, as well as applying for scholarships, and studying full time, but I am having trouble coming up with the money to go on this trip of a lifetime.
I have a GoFundMe up to raise the money. Anything could help. Even a $1 donation! I understand many people are in a similar money situation and cannot afford to donate, so if you can’t, at least a share and signal boost will do! Thank you, loves!
And here if it won’t work: gofundme.com/StudyInVienna
“I won’t say no, but is there a reason?”
“Because you’re cute and I love you.”
“In that case, I’m not stopping you.”
Ferre kissed him.
Courf kissed back before pulling away and smiling, “What’s got you in such a good mood?”
“I got published!” Ferre beamed.
“Are you serious? That’s amazing, Ferre!” Courf pulled him into a tight hug, “Did you just find out?”
Ferre hugged back, “Yeah, just about an hour ago!”
“This calls for a celebration. Did you tell anyone else?”
“Nope, you’re the first.”
“I feel honored” He gave Ferre a peck on his lips:
“I wouldn’t dream of telling anyone else first,” Ferre smiled.
“Well, how should we celebrate? Party with friends or maybe a smaller more intimate get together.” He winks
“We could always do both,” Ferre smirked.
“Perfect! You pick the wine and cheez-itz and ill choose the cartoon to marathon.”
Ferre kissed him and went to get the stuff.
“Bob’s Burgers marathon! Hurry ferre!”
“I can’t hurry I’ll spill the wine!” Ferre laughed.
Courfeyrac stretched out across the couch, pulling a blanket around. “Too late. You lost your seat.”
“You lost your wine then.”
“Oh look! A spot just opened up!”
“Wise choice.”
“We’re starting on season two, unless you have a better idea.” Courf sat up and patted a spot on the couch next to him.
Ferre handed him a glass, “I have plenty of ideas, but after we drink a little.”
“Oooh, you little tease.” Court took the glass and leaned over to kiss Combeferre.
Ferre kissed back, “Always.”
“So, what got published? I know you were working on several things?”
“The one I sent you to proofread at two am and you sent back ‘proofread your own work and go the fuck to sleep it’s two am!!’ The one about the life of Galileo.”
“Oh yeah! Well obviously I didn’t need to proofread it! And you do need to fucking sleep. I hate waking up at 3 am in a cold bed.”
Ferre kissed him, “It won’t happen again.@
“Don’t lie to me. You know what happens.”
“What?”
“I don’t know yet. I’ll think about it.”
Ferre kissed his cheek.
“That’s not gonna work on me. And don’t try to use those eyes either.”
“What eyes?” Ferre played innocent, “These eyes?” He gave Courf big puppy eyes.
“No. You need to sleep at normal hours, Ferre!” Court kissed the other’s nose, “Or at least before two am.”
“Oh fine.”
“That doesn’t sound convincing.”
Ferre kissed him, “I promise, before two am.”
“I’ll accept that.” Court wrapped an arm around Ferre’s shoulders, “So, we have a meeting tomorrow right? Maybe if you announce your good news, we’ll be too distracted for one of Enj’s speeches, cuz I am in no mood for it.”
“I won’t say no, but is there a reason?”
“Because you’re cute and I love you.”
“In that case, I’m not stopping you.”
Ferre kissed him.
Courf kissed back before pulling away and smiling, “What’s got you in such a good mood?”
“I got published!” Ferre beamed.
“Are you serious? That’s amazing, Ferre!” Courf pulled him into a tight hug, “Did you just find out?”
Ferre hugged back, “Yeah, just about an hour ago!”
“This calls for a celebration. Did you tell anyone else?”
“Nope, you’re the first.”
“I feel honored” He gave Ferre a peck on his lips:
“I wouldn’t dream of telling anyone else first,” Ferre smiled.
“Well, how should we celebrate? Party with friends or maybe a smaller more intimate get together.” He winks
“We could always do both,” Ferre smirked.
“Perfect! You pick the wine and cheez-itz and ill choose the cartoon to marathon.”
Ferre kissed him and went to get the stuff.
“Bob’s Burgers marathon! Hurry ferre!”
“I can’t hurry I’ll spill the wine!” Ferre laughed.
Courfeyrac stretched out across the couch, pulling a blanket around. “Too late. You lost your seat.”
“You lost your wine then.”
“Oh look! A spot just opened up!”
“Wise choice.”
“We’re starting on season two, unless you have a better idea.” Courf sat up and patted a spot on the couch next to him.
Ferre handed him a glass, “I have plenty of ideas, but after we drink a little.”
“Oooh, you little tease.” Court took the glass and leaned over to kiss Combeferre.
Ferre kissed back, “Always.”
“So, what got published? I know you were working on several things?”
“The one I sent you to proofread at two am and you sent back ‘proofread your own work and go the fuck to sleep it’s two am!!’ The one about the life of Galileo.”
“Oh yeah! Well obviously I didn’t need to proofread it! And you do need to fucking sleep. I hate waking up at 3 am in a cold bed.”
Ferre kissed him, “It won’t happen again.@
“Don’t lie to me. You know what happens.”
“What?”
“I don’t know yet. I’ll think about it.”
Ferre kissed his cheek.
“That’s not gonna work on me. And don’t try to use those eyes either.”
“What eyes?” Ferre played innocent, “These eyes?” He gave Courf big puppy eyes.
“No. You need to sleep at normal hours, Ferre!” Court kissed the other’s nose, “Or at least before two am.”
“Oh fine.”
“That doesn’t sound convincing.”
“I won’t say no, but is there a reason?”
“Because you’re cute and I love you.”
“In that case, I’m not stopping you.”
Ferre kissed him.
Courf kissed back before pulling away and smiling, “What’s got you in such a good mood?”
“I got published!” Ferre beamed.
“Are you serious? That’s amazing, Ferre!” Courf pulled him into a tight hug, “Did you just find out?”
Ferre hugged back, “Yeah, just about an hour ago!”
“This calls for a celebration. Did you tell anyone else?”
“Nope, you’re the first.”
“I feel honored” He gave Ferre a peck on his lips:
“I wouldn’t dream of telling anyone else first,” Ferre smiled.
“Well, how should we celebrate? Party with friends or maybe a smaller more intimate get together.” He winks
“We could always do both,” Ferre smirked.
“Perfect! You pick the wine and cheez-itz and ill choose the cartoon to marathon.”
Ferre kissed him and went to get the stuff.
“Bob’s Burgers marathon! Hurry ferre!”
“I can’t hurry I’ll spill the wine!” Ferre laughed.
Courfeyrac stretched out across the couch, pulling a blanket around. “Too late. You lost your seat.”
“You lost your wine then.”
“Oh look! A spot just opened up!”
“Wise choice.”
“We’re starting on season two, unless you have a better idea.” Courf sat up and patted a spot on the couch next to him.
Ferre handed him a glass, “I have plenty of ideas, but after we drink a little.”
“Oooh, you little tease.” Court took the glass and leaned over to kiss Combeferre.
Ferre kissed back, “Always.”
“So, what got published? I know you were working on several things?”
“The one I sent you to proofread at two am and you sent back ‘proofread your own work and go the fuck to sleep it’s two am!!’ The one about the life of Galileo.”
“Oh yeah! Well obviously I didn’t need to proofread it! And you do need to fucking sleep. I hate waking up at 3 am in a cold bed.”
Ferre kissed him, “It won’t happen again.@
“Don’t lie to me. You know what happens.”
“What?”
“I don’t know yet. I’ll think about it.”
Ferre kissed his cheek.
“That’s not gonna work on me. And don’t try to use those eyes either.”
“What eyes?” Ferre played innocent, “These eyes?” He gave Courf big puppy eyes.
“No. You need to sleep at normal hours, Ferre!” Court kissed the other’s nose, “Or at least before two am.”
“I won’t say no, but is there a reason?”
“Because you’re cute and I love you.”
“In that case, I’m not stopping you.”
Ferre kissed him.
Courf kissed back before pulling away and smiling, “What’s got you in such a good mood?”
“I got published!” Ferre beamed.
“Are you serious? That’s amazing, Ferre!” Courf pulled him into a tight hug, “Did you just find out?”
Ferre hugged back, “Yeah, just about an hour ago!”
“This calls for a celebration. Did you tell anyone else?”
“Nope, you’re the first.”
“I feel honored” He gave Ferre a peck on his lips:
“I wouldn’t dream of telling anyone else first,” Ferre smiled.
“Well, how should we celebrate? Party with friends or maybe a smaller more intimate get together.” He winks
“We could always do both,” Ferre smirked.
“Perfect! You pick the wine and cheez-itz and ill choose the cartoon to marathon.”
Ferre kissed him and went to get the stuff.
“Bob’s Burgers marathon! Hurry ferre!”
“I can’t hurry I’ll spill the wine!” Ferre laughed.
Courfeyrac stretched out across the couch, pulling a blanket around. “Too late. You lost your seat.”
“You lost your wine then.”
“Oh look! A spot just opened up!”
“Wise choice.”
“We’re starting on season two, unless you have a better idea.” Courf sat up and patted a spot on the couch next to him.
Ferre handed him a glass, “I have plenty of ideas, but after we drink a little.”
“Oooh, you little tease.” Court took the glass and leaned over to kiss Combeferre.
Ferre kissed back, “Always.”
“So, what got published? I know you were working on several things?”
“The one I sent you to proofread at two am and you sent back ‘proofread your own work and go the fuck to sleep it’s two am!!’ The one about the life of Galileo.”
“Oh yeah! Well obviously I didn’t need to proofread it! And you do need to fucking sleep. I hate waking up at 3 am in a cold bed.”
Ferre kissed him, “It won’t happen again.@
“Don’t lie to me. You know what happens.”
“What?”
“I don’t know yet. I’ll think about it.”
Ferre kissed his cheek.
“That’s not gonna work on me. And don’t try to use those eyes either.”
“I won’t say no, but is there a reason?”
“Because you’re cute and I love you.”
“In that case, I’m not stopping you.”
Ferre kissed him.
Courf kissed back before pulling away and smiling, “What’s got you in such a good mood?”
“I got published!” Ferre beamed.
“Are you serious? That’s amazing, Ferre!” Courf pulled him into a tight hug, “Did you just find out?”
Ferre hugged back, “Yeah, just about an hour ago!”
“This calls for a celebration. Did you tell anyone else?”
“Nope, you’re the first.”
“I feel honored” He gave Ferre a peck on his lips:
“I wouldn’t dream of telling anyone else first,” Ferre smiled.
“Well, how should we celebrate? Party with friends or maybe a smaller more intimate get together.” He winks
“We could always do both,” Ferre smirked.
“Perfect! You pick the wine and cheez-itz and ill choose the cartoon to marathon.”
Ferre kissed him and went to get the stuff.
“Bob’s Burgers marathon! Hurry ferre!”
“I can’t hurry I’ll spill the wine!” Ferre laughed.
Courfeyrac stretched out across the couch, pulling a blanket around. “Too late. You lost your seat.”
“You lost your wine then.”
“Oh look! A spot just opened up!”
“Wise choice.”
“We’re starting on season two, unless you have a better idea.” Courf sat up and patted a spot on the couch next to him.
Ferre handed him a glass, “I have plenty of ideas, but after we drink a little.”
“Oooh, you little tease.” Court took the glass and leaned over to kiss Combeferre.
Ferre kissed back, “Always.”
“So, what got published? I know you were working on several things?”
“The one I sent you to proofread at two am and you sent back ‘proofread your own work and go the fuck to sleep it’s two am!!’ The one about the life of Galileo.”
“Oh yeah! Well obviously I didn’t need to proofread it! And you do need to fucking sleep. I hate waking up at 3 am in a cold bed.”
Ferre kissed him, “It won’t happen again.@
“Don’t lie to me. You know what happens.”
“What?”
“I don’t know yet. I’ll think about it.”
Anderson Cooper saving a boy in Haiti during a shooting. A slab of concrete was dropped of the boys head.
Anderson fucking Cooper, everyone.
Some journalists like to be strictly observers. they don’t intervene, they don’t participate. they just document what they see, even if what they see is terrible. But the way I see it, journalists don’t exist in a vacuum. They are human beings, living and working in a very human environment. And that humanity is essential in relating to their stories. When you lose your humanity, you lose any kind of journalistic integrity you have left.
#nevernotreblog
this is the guy who found out one of his ancestors was killed by one of his slaves and was like “he had it coming”
who do u think would win in a fight 2 the death between ihop and dennys
I’d say Denny’s
Ihop is where kids sometimes have birthday parties
Denny’s is where I’d go to meet a hitmanim on board with that logic
“I won’t say no, but is there a reason?”
“Because you’re cute and I love you.”
“In that case, I’m not stopping you.”
Ferre kissed him.
Courf kissed back before pulling away and smiling, “What’s got you in such a good mood?”
“I got published!” Ferre beamed.
“Are you serious? That’s amazing, Ferre!” Courf pulled him into a tight hug, “Did you just find out?”
Ferre hugged back, “Yeah, just about an hour ago!”
“This calls for a celebration. Did you tell anyone else?”
“Nope, you’re the first.”
“I feel honored” He gave Ferre a peck on his lips:
“I wouldn’t dream of telling anyone else first,” Ferre smiled.
“Well, how should we celebrate? Party with friends or maybe a smaller more intimate get together.” He winks
“We could always do both,” Ferre smirked.
“Perfect! You pick the wine and cheez-itz and ill choose the cartoon to marathon.”
Ferre kissed him and went to get the stuff.
“Bob’s Burgers marathon! Hurry ferre!”
“I can’t hurry I’ll spill the wine!” Ferre laughed.
Courfeyrac stretched out across the couch, pulling a blanket around. “Too late. You lost your seat.”
“You lost your wine then.”
“Oh look! A spot just opened up!”
“Wise choice.”
“We’re starting on season two, unless you have a better idea.” Courf sat up and patted a spot on the couch next to him.
Ferre handed him a glass, “I have plenty of ideas, but after we drink a little.”
“Oooh, you little tease.” Court took the glass and leaned over to kiss Combeferre.
Ferre kissed back, “Always.”
“So, what got published? I know you were working on several things?”
“The one I sent you to proofread at two am and you sent back ‘proofread your own work and go the fuck to sleep it’s two am!!’ The one about the life of Galileo.”
“Oh yeah! Well obviously I didn’t need to proofread it! And you do need to fucking sleep. I hate waking up at 3 am in a cold bed.”
Ferre kissed him, “It won’t happen again.@
“Don’t lie to me. You know what happens.”
“I won’t say no, but is there a reason?”
“Because you’re cute and I love you.”
“In that case, I’m not stopping you.”
Ferre kissed him.
Courf kissed back before pulling away and smiling, “What’s got you in such a good mood?”
“I got published!” Ferre beamed.
“Are you serious? That’s amazing, Ferre!” Courf pulled him into a tight hug, “Did you just find out?”
Ferre hugged back, “Yeah, just about an hour ago!”
“This calls for a celebration. Did you tell anyone else?”
“Nope, you’re the first.”
“I feel honored” He gave Ferre a peck on his lips:
“I wouldn’t dream of telling anyone else first,” Ferre smiled.
“Well, how should we celebrate? Party with friends or maybe a smaller more intimate get together.” He winks
“We could always do both,” Ferre smirked.
“Perfect! You pick the wine and cheez-itz and ill choose the cartoon to marathon.”
Ferre kissed him and went to get the stuff.
“Bob’s Burgers marathon! Hurry ferre!”
“I can’t hurry I’ll spill the wine!” Ferre laughed.
Courfeyrac stretched out across the couch, pulling a blanket around. “Too late. You lost your seat.”
“You lost your wine then.”
“Oh look! A spot just opened up!”
“Wise choice.”
“We’re starting on season two, unless you have a better idea.” Courf sat up and patted a spot on the couch next to him.
Ferre handed him a glass, “I have plenty of ideas, but after we drink a little.”
“Oooh, you little tease.” Court took the glass and leaned over to kiss Combeferre.
Ferre kissed back, “Always.”
“So, what got published? I know you were working on several things?”
“The one I sent you to proofread at two am and you sent back ‘proofread your own work and go the fuck to sleep it’s two am!!’ The one about the life of Galileo.”
“Oh yeah! Well obviously I didn’t need to proofread it! And you do need to fucking sleep. I hate waking up at 3 am in a cold bed.”
