can confirm this is exactly how i email my teachers. it’s called poor mental health and being villianized by the school system while also basing all your self worth on how much academic success you achieve. love it. i Hate You Desperately and Will Die Without Your Approval.
there’s only two ways to email professors properly:
literally die
number #1 best thing a girlprotagonist can be is a fucking terrible person and number #2 is a lesbian
I am sorry to everyone who tagged me in some tag game and I never responded. I saw it and thought “aww they thought of me” and proceeded to forget about it right after
Call me antidepressants the way I'm not working
“what is the purpose of philosophy if not to find increasingly convoluted ways to call historical figures gay.”
reading back an email i sent to my english teacher while i was having an episode and holy shit
Dancing to the loss of your own childhood is the best feeling. Like rip to past me but I’m different. (And that may be a bad thing, and that may be a good thing, but either way, here is something old and familiar and dying, and something new and unknown being born. And you’re scared. You’re sacred and numb and free and you’ve grown out of your own age. You’re young now, younger and stupider and more foolish than you’ve ever been. You know so little, you care so much. You’re a stranger, even to yourself. Especially to yourself. Something changed in you. Something’s lost to you. All that’s left to do now is dance and cry and laugh because it’s all a joke, the best joke in the whole goddam universe, and you might as well enjoy it while it lasts, because you can already feel that slipping away too.)
first love / late spring - mitski / jackie and wilson - hozier / the edge of seventeen - kelly fremon craig / class of 2013 - mitski / a little life - hanya yanagihara / moonlight - barry jenkins / war and peace - leo tolstoy / ribs - lorde
actually i think it’s okay if people are normal because personhood is inherently fucked up