Problems without Solutions

Yes. We need more queer roles & actors.
Yes. We need more trans roles & actors.
Yes. We need more colored roles & actors.
Yes. We need more female roles & actors.
Yes. We need more overweight roles & actors.
We need stories that are realistic, unoffensive, honest, and empowering.

WE ARE ALL AWARE THERE NEEDS TO BE A CHANGE IN THE INDUSTRY.

HOWEVER.

Instead of constantly complaining about it, I'd love some ideas. Write the script. Go ahead. Write a script that includes all of this. That is accurate. That has strong messages. Write the whole thing. And then find a way to sell it to the masses. I'm not kidding. Someone do it. Please. Someone do it. Because clearly it's incredibly easy and the change can be immediate so go ahead. Be the person to change it!

I need people to realize that this will not be an overnight change. If you can be the one to make it so, congratulations, you're better than the rest of us. Otherwise, you need to realize that we live in a society where change takes time. Jared Leto played a transsexual individual. He himself is not a transsexual. The fact that the role was even allowed in a popular film is a huge step from where we once were. Disney had its first black princess in 2009. Most of the movie, she was an animal, but she was still a black princess, which would never have happened in Walt's day. Actress Melissa McCarthy is a stout woman who has become very successful in her field. She gets a lot of hate and harsh words from the media, but she still gets great roles because she is recognized for her talent. Should we be satisfied with this and leave it at that? No. But stop being so angry. Change is coming. And yes, push for change to continue. But stop yelling and shouting because all that's doing is annoying people and making people like me, who agree with you, want to stop caring. There's a way to peacefully fight for things. And your argument is a lot more effective if you can speak eloquently without cursing every other sentence.

My B*tching

I wonder who would be more offended after reading my blog. Storm or Jonathan? :$

Parasocial

The problem with parasocial relationships is how personal they become. You feel like you know them so well, even though there's a world of things you never will know. But you love all the things you see. So on the one hand, you're happy for them when they find someone that makes them happy. Thrilled even! Especially when they're finally comfortable enough with that happiness that they can express it publicly. But then you're also jealous because they're no longer available and there's no way they'd see you. Which makes no sense. Because there was literally (literally in it's literal sense. Not a hyperbole. The LITERAL form of the word LITERALLY) zero possibility of anything happening. Not just with fictional characters, but celebrities, too. Because of age gap, distance, social circle, etc. So why does it hurt? 'Cause we're whiny teenagers.

Yeah, I'm talking about Joe Holmes (Plus2Joe) and Kristina Horner (italktosnakes). But this applies to honestly any parasocial relationship. Kyou Sohma comes to mind (aka most perfect boyfriend ever written on a page that, if real, I would drop everything for without hesitation. Once again, speaking literally). Welp Kristina, you are amazing and fantastic and I am so incredibly happy that you've reached a place in your life where you are happy. But I dunno how I'll feel about whatever lucky girl takes Daniel Howell (danisnotonfire). Kidding. When the time comes, she's gonna be fantastic, too, I already know.

Unimportant thoughts. I'm just another 18 year old single girl, who is like everyone else in her demographic. Except I act like a hyper, childish, naive 5 year old. Or a whiny, immature 12 year old depending on my mood. Enough about me. Let's talk about Clara C. 'Cause she's perfect. Better yet, no more words. Just listen.

Womp Womp

Oh my gosh, they already broke up? What's with all these stupid couples? Oh my gosh, they were together like two weeks. I mean seriously, who does that?!?

...Oh wait.

Comparison

The one thing worse than wanting to run into someone's arms,

Not knowing whose arms to run to.

My Light

I know what I want. I f*cking know what I want. I know who I am. I know which path is the right one for me. I know where I'm going. You are not a part of ANY of that. As much as I want you to be, you're not. You're just not. Everything in this world is telling me to get the hell away from you so I can get back to me, because you're no good. So prove me wrong! PROVE ME F*CKING WRONG. And don't act stupid you know you're doing this. You have to. You OF ALL PEOPLE KNOW how f*cking NEEDY I am. You know how much I need to hear the words "I love you" and "I want to be with you". Not just "I want to f*ck you", and hey, I haven't even heard that in a good while. TALK. TO ME. ABOUT SOMETHING BESIDES YOUR DAMN MUSIC. You don't have to love me, no one said you did. But don't sit there and get my hopes up and make me f*cking wait for something that will never come. Just say you don't want this and that's fine. I've been dumped by you before, I can go through it again, and I'll survive. But don't f*cking make me wait! I've always waited for you. I've been waiting for you since we met. If I have to wait, remind me why I'm waiting instead of proving to me that it's a lost cause. It's not hard to write a message on facebook, have a conversation for 20 minutes. EVERYONE but you talks to me now. I just can't understand it.

Your music isn't stupid. I love it. And obviously it's your focus. You have work, you have deadlines. And we talked about this. We said it would be a while. I knew it wouldn't be easy. I knew I'd have to wait. You have so much going on. I could never demand anything more from you! It's not my place, it really isn't. I want you to do whatever you feel you have to to feel better. I really just want your happiness. I'm whining. I always whine. Don't listen to me. I'm being selfish... I just feel like I should be this time. I don't think I'm too in the wrong. A message every now and again would be nice. I miss you. Don't you miss me? 

I wanna cry. I wanna scream. I wanna break things. I wanna tear things. I wanna... I don't really know.

LOLnope

No. No no no. Pissing me the hell off. YEAH YEAH we know women don't asked to get rape. Duh. Obvious. HOWEVER if you're gonna dress like that don't complain that the guy is only focusing on your boobs and butt or making rude comments. SON. THAT'S THE FIRST THING HE SEES. IF YOU DON'T WANT HIM TO SEE IT, COVER IT UP. By all means, continue to complain about rape. It's not at all okay, it's not a joke, and both men and women (because yes, men do get raped too, so don't give me that "double standard" ish when it goes both ways) need to understand that STOP MEANS STOP. If there is no consent, it's NOT okay, and it is NEVER "asked for" by the victim. But the comments? Please, you thrive off knowing guys like your ass. Otherwise, you wouldn't be showing it. As for cosplay, I get it, there's not much you can do. It's an accurate depiction of a character and that's not your fault. But if you're gonna dress like that for whatever reason, yeah, you're gonna get those comments. If you can't take them maybe you just need another costume. AND ABOUT THE DOUBLE STANDARD. You realize no one likes a man whore either? The issue isn't "women having premarital sex". It's premarital sex at all! The boy looks just as bad! Stop making it all about women! You wanna know why the women get blamed? Because women need to understand that THEY HAVE THE POWER. If he guy is respectable, HE. WILL. STOP. WHEN. YOU. STAY. STOP. Men only go as far as women let them! If they do more than that, it's rape (or at the very least sexual assault), and again, it's NOT OKAY AND SHOULD BE REPORTED IMMEDIATELY. But again, men who sleep around are a turn off too. Unless the girl ALSO sleeps around, what girl do you hear saying "Oh my God, he's slept with half the people in this school, isn't that so hot?" -___- The issue you're trying to discuss is acceptance of sex. Don't bring costumes into this.

ALSO

I'm so glad SOMEBODY said it. Because this isn't okay. They already needed more help. The Northern East Coast will be good in a week, maybe a month. Not so much for our friends in the South! Consideration people, seriously.

Acting sucked.
I feel sick.
No more New Jersey 'cause of Sandy. No more Storm time.
AND WHO KEEPS ERASING OUR BOARD T.T

These are my weirdest tags yet.

Hopeless Wanderer

Earlier portion: Couples everywhere, it kills me. Forever alone status. You just got married, how the hell are you already pregnant? I know you'd told me beforehand but now that I'm "allowed to know" (thanks for the faith in me, brother dear), I can whine about it. I'm so sick of everything being about you this year, and basically not being allowed to think about myself for 2 seconds. Do you even feel married? You already lived with the guy a year, what the hell difference is there now but a signed document?!

Bitter - Bitter - Bitter - Bitter - Bitter

Later portion: Stop drinking. Just stop. Seriously. It solves NOTHING. Don't be white trash babe, you're better than that. I wanna cry. I thought you were doing better. What if I lose you? What if T loses you? Just. STOP. And no, I'm not okay with it because I am a sick bigoted b*tch, but I love him for you. Because he takes such good care of you. And he really does love you. And even if it's not me, you deserve to be in love with someone. 

Bitter - Bitter - Bitter - Bitter - Bitter

Post Title

Okay! Now for the real post! Slash the reason I made this pretty much. I miss Jonathan. Oh man do I miss him. And you know what the worst part is? I have no idea what he thinks. I'm already clingy and I'm not even the girlfriend yet. Yet. As if I know it will happen. I want it to. I'm gross. Oh gosh. Wahh. Basically I need my cuddle buddy, and it'd be amazing if he went the extra mile to talk to me so I felt less gross.

But hey! Self concious Sammy must lose weight first because freshman 15 will NOT be a thing.

Also, the name of the blog is a potential band name I had in mind for a while.