im writing an essay on the great gatsby and this is my working title
and im stuck sitting here staring at my screen wondering how many high school students before me have written this essay. how many? millions? billions? and how many after me will write this exact same essay? honestly how many more words are there to be said on the great fucking gatsby? at some point we’ll reach critical mass and literally everything written on the great gatsby will be plagiarism. im probably plagiarizing some student from 1965 right now without even realizing it
asking for straight pride is like asking for able bodied parking spaces
thats a really good comparison because there are about seventy able bodied parking spaces to one disabled and able bodied people still insist on using the ones that arent theirs
this is seriously a great post
*turns off my gender when people leave the room to conserve energy*
Making out with a girl for the first time is the coolest thing and the second coolest thing is driving home and getting aware of all the parts of your face where she was and tasting her lip balm on your lips. The third coolest thing is outer space.