Paige at Youmacon!
I know how to keep things classy. Modeling school paid for itself, I’m telling ya…
On first scroll I was all like “Mmmm. Who’s that hot baby…?”
Then on double take I was all like “WAIT THAT’S MY HOT BABY”
I feel like shit mums taking me shopping for clothes and doesn’t like that I keep looking in the men’s section
I thought getting a binder was a good thing. But everyone I show myself off to is like. You dont even look different.
Im like, nigga I cant even breathe.
I woke my partner up this morning, screeching, “Help! Help! Help!”
…I got stuck when I tried to put my binder on.
Oh my gosh I’m so glad I’m not the only one.
My mom’s friend adopted this lovely dog after he was abandoned by his previous family. His name is Shaun. Shaun had always been very good at eating all his food. Every last bit that was, he ate it. One day he started leaving a little bit behind. He wouldn’t eat everything, no matter what. He always left a little behind. Every morning when my mom’s friend checked Shaun’s bowl, the food was gone. That was very strange, because Shaun always spent the night by her side.
One night she decided to investigate the food situation. She waited quietly by the food bowl and then, in the middle of the night, a cat came through the window and ate the remaining food. She noticed the cat was actually pregnant. A week or so later the cat came into her house and gave birth to 6 little kittens. Shaun took care of them as if they were his own babies. My mom’s friend adopted the cat too (her name is Meow) and they took care of the kittens until they all found a loving home. Nowadays Meow and Shaun live happily together as a family and they each have their little bowl of food.
It takes all kinds to make a family.
That is too sweet!
animal-grace asked: Mr. Michael Reed, (that is what we call you because you are so fantastically glorious) We got to see you in Yermo this year (our first time ever, but not the last!) and I got to experience how phenomenally down to earth and approachable you are. The way you interacted with the us, hours before the show, was really amazing (and humble). So, my question is, are you afraid of losing that ability to interact with us as your fame increases?
First, thank you. That means a lot. I try to keep in mind my base perspective on life, and draw on that to influence the realness of my encounters with fellow human beings. I am not afraid of losing that side of who I am. It is this same side of myself I struggle to keep as my main identity, yet after every meeting with the inspiring and incredibly supportive individuals such as yourself, my “job” melds with my passion, which in essence is the very basic consideration of humanity, combined with what we leave behind for our next generation. It all becomes so simple, and as cheesy or cliche as the line might be, It really does serve me to serve you. I get as just as much out of being something to somebody as somebody gets from someone else being kind to them. someonethingsomeobodysomethingosmoeonbody.
I challenge you to wake up one day, and no matter what, no matter who you interact with, serve them out of the goodness of your heart, which is real in even the worst of us. Make that effort to disarm others and be as open and honest with them as you are both capable of being. See how you feel at the end of the day, notice how you sleep. Be aware of how life changes, sometimes subtly. Things seem to start to happen, things you could only have ever dreamt of. This way of life becomes your life, even with our meager shortcomings and petty disappointments. This way of life becomes not only a habit, but a chance to re-meet yourself, and in my current belief, change the entire planet one human being at a time.
You might inspire the next Rosa Parks, or the next Martin Luther King.
You also may say I’m a dreamer, but Im not the only one.
Fame is fleeting just like money. Ideas persist - that is where my heart is and always will be. Thank you, “animal grace” for taking the time to ask.
Challenge (gratefully) accepted!
Guys, ^This is my freaking mom. Mr. Michael Reed is amazing and I know he inspires and will continue to inspire people to be equally as amazing.
So I thought I would just share with you all how awesome Mr. Michael Reed is. Right before their sound check at the Calico Ghost Town concert, a father and his son were watching them from twenty feet away or so. Michael hopped down off the stage, ran up a hill with his guitar (in 85 degree weather) and set it on the fence and was showing the son how it works, letting him strum the keys with him, before making sure to invite them to the show and running back down the hill to do his sound check.
He did this all without being asked by anyone, he just saw the little boy watching him with awe and ran up there to say hello.
Mr. Michael Philip Reed, everyone *claps*
Everyone look at the most adorable couple in the world, just look at them. How cute are they?