in no way is that your job.

whydoihaveablog:

Today I asked my father, whose sole reason for living is Craigslist, Savers and the Salvation Army, to be on the lookout for a keyboard.

“Why?”
“Because I want to learn how to play.”
“Stop it.”
“What do you mean ‘stop it’?! You stop it! I FRIGGIN WANT TO BRANCH OUT MY CREATIVE OUTLETS! You stop it! And buy me a keyboard!”

I didn’t know why I want to expore different means of creativity, until I saw this picture. I want to write music about Leonardo DiCaprio. I want to sketch his face under the twinkling stars. I want to perform beat poetry about his eyes in front of The White House.

My Muse.

I have nothing to add, because this says it all.