Rising teacher. Dreamer, reader, painter, musician. Talent in het nazingen van gitaarsolo's. Kleine ramp in kleren opvouwen. Rochefort 10 maakt alles goed 💙
The kindest thing literature does is remind you that your peculiar little feelings have always existed. Someone, in some century, was equally confused by love, bored by society, tired of performing, and hungry for meaning.
There is a very specific female fatigue that comes from knowing exactly what is happening, explaining exactly what is happening, being told you are overreacting, and then watching exactly what is happening happen with excellent punctuality.
The autistic urge to use the most precise word possible for clarity, only for people to maliciously misinterpret you because it’s a word that was common 500 years ago
New mum with a newborn and this dude’s out here policing her legs in summer? The audacity. Should’ve just said 'Mind your own fucking business' and left it there. The fake tan shade was funny but unnecessary — the real issue is men thinking women’s bodies are public commentary. Wild....
Me watching a documentary about psychopaths and how they "prefer to stay at home, don't have many friends and can get very upset over a minor inconvenience"
I love how delusional some clothing descriptions are. You read the tag and it’s like, “Hand wash only. Tumble dry on low.” Son, you’re a cotton T shirt. You’re going in the washing machine, and whatever happens in there is in God’s hands.
We've used the same half dozen or so clocks in exam halls, but have found that we need replace this this year with digital clocks because some of our pupils are unable to tell the time on analogue clocks. From an exams officer in an independent school.