because every time there's a discussion about generally poor behavior, people start coming out the woodwork with the sob stories about their various disabilities
I’ve ignored the discourse surrounding lateness as a moral failing because punctuality is my biggest pet peeve and if you can’t be on time for anything I think less of you as a person since you have no respect for me or my time
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.
happy father’s day! one time my therapist told my dad i needed more positive validation from him so he just texted me “Validation” in the middle of the day
Whenever I catch myself not reading things completely, I remember anti-intellectualism is on the rise, literacy is in decline, and I don’t want to be a VICTIM!