"Don't you bury me six feet underground, just burn my body in a box.
Let my ashes blow in the wind, out into the night sky".
My name is Meagan.
And I'm falling in love all over again.

nprfandom:

i would much rather be the “obnoxious feminist girl” than be complicit in my own dehumanization, thanks

(via black-tie-event)

iwillbe-0verjoyed:

If you think instrumental music is stupid you can decrescendo out of my life

(via saucymerbabe)

It makes things so much harder that my partner isn’t in college or isn’t a music major. He just doesn’t get what I’m going through. And it’s hard for me to give him the time and energy he wants from me. One day just flows into the next. I have no sense of time cause I’m just going going going. And I can’t keep having this conversation with him. It’s exhausting.

Contemplating my life in the confines of a practice room.

Signed up for summer/fall classes. Taking intro to teaching this summer, should be easy. But this fall I’m taking 15 credit hours of legit nothing but music classes. It’s technically 8 classes………….. But three of them are private lessons. The others are Band, Jazz Band, Music and Computers, Music History, and Theory III. Let’s go college, ball hard. Like my director said, I’m gonna be spending my life in a practice room this year.