1. AND A B- IN PHILOSOPHY

    I CAN DO ANYTHING GOOD

    I AM A MAGNET FOR MIRACLES

     BEST RAPPER ALIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  2. memoiresofalovepariah: Watching this now… it’s been too long… I’M STUDYING, LIT CLASS.

    memoiresofalovepariah:

    Watching this now… it’s been too long…

    I’M STUDYING, LIT CLASS.

  3. fuck you euthyphro

  4. i never ever ever have to drag myself out of bed for philosophy again

    THIS DAY IS A BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL DAY

  5. hunger games. midnight.

    fuck youuuuu philosophy paper due tomorrow

  6. a very special international women’s day:

    the scale was out of order at the gym.

    and i got my first A+ in university.

  7. 1,250 words is not enough words to discuss depictions of the female gender in power, isolation, and quests for survival through Plath’s use of analogy, metaphor and archetypal female images.

    I HAVE SO MUCH TO SAY

  8. this week:

    passport application
    12 hour work day at tarragon (annual fundraiser)
    take advantage of free hot yoga classes at the yoga lounge.

    read 12 books of the Iliad by Thursday
    essay outline for Mythology by Thursday

    Read 75 pages of “Lullabies for Little Criminals” by Friday
    Finish Sylvia Plath essay by Friday

    …sleep?

  9. dear literature class,

    you are perfect.

    even when i have my hand raised forEVER but chicken out and stay quiet.

    i have a feeling every english class Post-Mount will be lacking.

    love,

    meghan

  10. Purdah | Sylvia Plath

    Jade —
    Stone of the side,
    The antagonized

    Side of green Adam, I
    Smile, cross-legged,
    Enigmatical,

    Shifting my clarities.
    So valuable!
    How the sun polishes this shoulder!

    And should
    The moon, my
    Indefatigable cousin

    Rise, with her cancerous pallors,
    Dragging trees —
    Little bushy polyps,

    Little nets,
    My visibilities hide.
    I gleam like a mirror.

    At this facet the bridegroom arrives
    Lord of the mirrors!
    It is himself he guides

    In among these silk
    Screens, these rustling appurtenances.
    I breathe, and the mouth

    Veil stirs its curtain
    My eye
    Veil is

    A concatenation of rainbows.
    I am his.
    Even in his

    Absence, I
    Revolve in my
    Sheath of impossibles,

    Priceless and quiet
    Among these parrakeets, macaws!
    O chatterers

    Attendants of the eyelash!
    I shall unloose
    One feather, like the peacock.

    Attendants of the lip!
    I shall unloose
    One note

    Shattering
    The chandelier
    Of air that all day flies

    Its crystals
    A million ignorants.
    Attendants!

    Attendants!
    And at his next step
    I shall unloose

    I shall unloose —
    From the small jeweled
    Doll he guards like a heart —

    The lioness,
    The shriek in the bath,
    The cloak of holes.

About me

"i didn't rest, i didn't stop."

eye liner. legwarmers.
light-up yo-yo's.
memory of steel.
firecracker.
freckles. kissing. bikes.
pretending. longing. leaving.

"I try not to look at her so I don't get blinded by the earnestness."