YUKIIIIIIIIIIIII HELLLOOOOOOOOO

i’m so glad earth only has one moon, if there were more i’d have to pick a favorite and that sounds too emotionally taxing to even fathom

I want you to remember:

The fascists hate you too and they just will pretend otherwise until after they've killed the rest of us, before they turn on you.

normalize my 12th grade English teacher, who admitted that his favorite TV show was Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and when a male student suggested that it was because Buffy/Sarah Michelle Gellar was hot, wrinkled his face like he’d bitten into something rotten and dead, and said, “At my age (he was 53), there is nothing less sexy than a teenager. You’re all disgusting messes.” It was 1999, I was 17, and I’d grown up in conservative Christian schools and churches. In my life I’d heard heard dozens of sermons from male preachers and teachers and even some older students, whining about how hard it was to be a dude and not commit the sin of thinking sexual thoughts, and how they needed women to wear long skirts and cover their bodies to not objectify them

and my bitter, misanthropic, atheist Brit Lit teacher, who hated my class because he was obsessed with teaching Tom Sawyer but got stuck with Shakespeare and Jane Austen, was the first, and this day the last man I have ever heard articulate a rebuttal from the depths of his soul to the idea that it was normal for teenage girls to be desirable to middle aged men

Ooh. This is SO GEN X.... hopefully some of you younger ones will get it too.

Well, exam season has official started at my school.

Time to put all of the violent threats into incorrect quote format to make them seem fun and jovial.

BSD as thing said during exam season, part 1

Akutagawa: How did it go?

Chuuya: I am going to FUCKING KILL HER!

Akutagawa: Ah. Bad.

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Tachihara, about the German Speaking book: I can burn this, now! Does anyone want to join me?

Gin: Can I bring my partner?

Tachihara: Bring some food and we’ll make it a BBQ! Invite everyone! Posters everywhere!

Gin: Wonderful!

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Chuuya: Oh, they got a new clock.

Dazai: Kouyou! Chuuya’s inspecting the school’s cocks!

Chuuya: NO!

Chuuya: You know what burns great with a German Speaking book?

Chuuya: You.

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Atsushi: Burning stuff’s bad for the environment!

Akutagawa: Fuck you!

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Random person: Why don’t you burn my heart, baby girl?

Gin: WOULD YOU LIKE TO GET KICKED IN THE DICK?

In 1970, my mother's family adopted an intellectually disabled man named Horace. Horace was 56, and had been in an institution since 1921.

My uncle, who was 19, was working as an orderly at the institution where Horace lived. He only stayed a few months as the abuse he witnessed was too much for him. He had become friends with Horace and told him "I'll come back for you."

Horace replied "They all say that."

By that Christmas, Horace lived with my uncle and his family. My grandparents did the official adoption. Horace had never seen a Christmas tree, and that was his first real Christmas.

Horace died in 2010, at the age of 96. He laid down for a nap and just slipped away.

At least two generations of children grew up with him. He felt immortal to us. He loved Hot Wheels, pizza, cartoons and to talk to the portrait of my grandparents as he sat in his rocking chair.

He knew everyone's birthday. He loved unconditionally.

He had scars on his back from the institutions. If you asked him about that place, his face would screw up and he'd say "oh, it was a bad place. Bad place."

And for 40 years, he was safe, loved, and happy. He loved us in return.

No point to sharing this. But I still miss his laugh as he held a conversation with a portrait, whispering about his day to the people who had helped rescue him.

this is too real i fear

Sylvia Plath

Whats that song that goes like “in love with the shape of you”