fairycosmos:

sharpay was right: this is not what i want. this is not what i planned. and i just gotta say. i Do Not understand

the-eleventh-lady:

post–grad:

post–grad:

i am absolutely dragging myself through grading my last 6 papers, it is 9:30pm, and one of my favorite students has just used the phrase “Satan and his Gucci gang” in his milton essay

Give Hector an A

mulletlove:

likeful:

i’ve never pretended to have good taste.. i know everything i like is garbage but i’m having a hell of a time!

millennial-review:

c0ffeekitten:

strawberryspoons:

Interviewer: where do you see yourself in 5 years?

Me: I used escapist fantasies as a coping mechanism to get through years of trauma and therefore never learned how to plan for a real life future

Alternatively: I went through periods of depression so frequent and intense that I never considered that I’d actually make it to my 20s so now I’m kinda just making it up as I go

shakescene:

shakescene:

i don’t mind the idea of being a high school level literature teacher, but parents would hate me

re re re re re: “the great gatsby gay”

| would you prefer for me to lie to them? fuck you janice i have tenure

babylon-blogging:

missourien:

Fellas, this township is turning into a real clownship.

Me right before being hanged during the salem witch trials

damianalghul:

A girl: *headphones in, reading, on the phone, etc.*

Men: oh a willing conversation partner?

coolcatgroup:

owlsounds:

this-isnotmy-cat:

When you want to be alone even though it’s not a good idea for your mental health.

Me