she was driving when I looked over from the passenger seat. one hand on the wheel, the other adding emphasis to her words a telling symptom of her greekness. like a meteor shredding through earth’s atmosphere smashing into earth’s plains and distorting the landscape, i was suddenly and inexplicably hit by the mortality of the [...]
nothing it seems will fill the gaping hole of my soul. you mistaken pain grief loneliness you mistaken the rupturing of my self as easy fucking access to the shell i leave behind. - go fuck yourself, mate.
I won’t let myself be broken down, shattered shards of a deconstructed self. I won’t let myself break under the weight of worlds bearing down on my shoulders. But I know one thing. I’m not like you. You, who refuses to live in the present but picks at the scars of the past. You, who [...]
is it too much to ask for consent. is it too emasculating for him to even consider a no. a stop. a don’t touch me. (victim blaming) shaming slut. whore. She asked for it, they say. But she wasn’t asked anything It was taken Stolen. Why do we ignore him? Why isn’t he held accountable? [...]
I'M ACTUALLY LAUGHING SO HARD RIGHT NOW ON THE INSIDE IM SUPERVISING A YEAR 8 ENGLISH ESSAY AND I KEEP CATCHING TWO BOYS IN THE BACK TRYING TO COPY EACHOTHER'S WORK AND IM DYING THIS IS THE GREATEST. that is all have a great day!
Today was my first ever time actually teaching students in a classroom at an actual school. Before y'all go crazy, I am on placement so I didn't just randomly walk into a classroom and hijack the place. I'm meant to be here, honest. And to be quite truthful, it wasn't fantastic but it also wasn't [...]
beauty is a construct. it forces, enforces, standards of beauty to conform to an institutionalisation of individual suppression. you are unique. you are the only you in existence. be you without fear, rebel against the authority which deigns to speak about the wonderment of your face. - because you are beautiful, love.
