I have no sense of being famous - you’re just working. And then you’ll have a random day in London when you’ll do some press and it creeps into your awareness that this goes out - that what you do every day goes out to televisions right across the country.
Beauty was your armor. Fragile stuff, all show. But what’s inside you? That’s steel. It’s brave and unbreakable. And it doesn’t need fixing. —Leigh Bardugo
“I had a moment when I first got on supernatural when I was like, “Oh my god, people are paying attention to me, I have fans, maybe I should cultivate an image and try to seem really cool.” I had this moment of being commercially self conscious and it took maybe a month for me to realize no, this is not who I fucking am, and here’s a picture of me in drag. Which is, by the way, so much more liberating and relaxing. There’s not a more sure fire way to give a stifled, boring, empty, vapid, meaningless interview than trying to say the right thing…”
reasons why this man is my hero
Yes, I see your point. Your imbecility being what it is, I should have known to say “Jesse, don’t leave the keys in the ignition the entire two days!”
also i dont really post life updates or personal stuff on here very often bc i have a personal blog for that stuff but im excited, i just moved from new mexico to colorado again and im dropping out of school and getting my ged and soon ill be free