The Constant Fight Between My JD Side And My Academia Side

Anyways, I was right.

I'm not googling this just to prove you wrong, Im googling this because you mentioned a topic I'm very interested in

Guess what I got given today

So a while ago I gave this kid that always sits on their own small hand-drawn picture of the plush ghost with "have a good day :)" written on it

Why is everyone more cool than me. this is so mean guys stop being cool. stop it's mean.

I'm feeling kinda terrible, like I'm going to pass out constantly. So I'll be terminating my day soon, but I finished the pattern for an embroidery project I'm working on. I don't like this shirt very much, so if I fuck it all up, no hard feelings. It's inspired by Dutch pottery (you know the ones) and Im really excited to work on this because it helps me connect to my culture. Something I know most, if not all, white Canadians and Americans can relate to. Good morning, good afternoon, good evening and good night <3

It's funny when you can only do eight (8) modified push-ups, but what isn't funny is not being able to fluff a pillow a day later because your shoulder are that fucking sore

I have now officially used tumblr (and YouTube comment sections) to build up my self confidence. I'm now half way between a cuck and a god, there is no better way to exist than now.

I love the fact that I’m using this cesspool of chaos and showers to build up my self confidence. 

The ticket is always blank

I feel as though life has been passing me by

It feels like I'm at a train station

Watching the trains pass

Wonder which one was mine

It's hearing a busker's guitar, calm peaceful

We stand their in our own melancholic solitude

Not daring to look up

Buried in our own self doubt

It's watching clouds roll over blue skies

It's watching the seconds tick

Waiting for the clock to fall

And my body to decay

It was laying in the grass

Trying to become a bug

It was standing in the rain

To become a puddle

I think of these things

These thoughts of death that plague my brain

I watch another train go by

The next one, I think,

I'll get on

Episode 4: A Friendly Push

the perception of academics as all out-of-touch rich white cis straight men is also absolutely not limited to this website (which plays into it both from a dark academia perspective and from a more anti-elitist/verging on anti-intellectual perspective). it is also 100% a thing on actual college campuses, even when physically face to face with professors who are people of color, women, lgbtq, disabled, and very much plugged in to the workings of the world. there is a profound difficulty in seeing that the people who teach us are in many ways like us.