2003 // 2015
Youll never fumigate the demons no matter how much you smoke just say you love me for three good reasons and ill throw u the rope (you dont need it) because you are the survivor of more than one life and youre the only lover I had who ever slept with a knife but youre not judy garland oh just like me youve never really had a home of your own and im not tony hancock baby until the dawn well stone the crows and you see ive brought you flowers ive brought you flowers all collected from the old vic stage and ive been sitting here for hours baby just chasing these words across the page YOURE MY WATERLOO ILL BE UR GYPSY LANE AND IM SO GLAD WE KNOW JUST WHAT TO DO AND EXACTLY WHO TO BLAME.
Real talk, as a teacher in England I can confirm that the British government does everything and anything to avoid teaching the true extent of colonial history to English kids.
You ask a modern English teenager about Northern Ireland and they probably can’t tell you about fucking anything currently going on there bar ‘I think we weren’t nice to them’, and that’s the country next fucking door so you know they don’t know shit about India or the Middle East.
The English government PURPOSEFULLY does not teach English children the real in’s and out’s of the British Empire despite a recent call to ‘widen the breadth of our curriculum’ because then where would our football hooligans who defend statues come from?
Have a good conversation with any bald headed English bloke wearing an England football shirt with an EDL tattoo and test his knowledge of the Empire he loves so much. 100 quid he knows fuck all beyond ‘we civilized those people!’
And this is why no one fucking likes us, because there’s no active effort to teach our younger generations why we were wrong or how to make things better, but there’s a clear educational agenda to shield young English children from any extensive criticism of England.
i killed a plant once because i gave it too much water. lord, i worry that love is violence.
— José Olivarez, from “Getting Ready to Say I Love You to My Dad, It Rains,” Citizen Illegal
The sign of high quality is the fact the book was banned by the government. Trash literature NEVER EVER had any troubles with the law.
idk what the general consensus is on carl barats ideal hair length but to ME every time he cuts his hair an angel loses its wings
Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley (1797–1851), Frankenstein, manuscript, MS. Abinger c.56, fols. 20v – 21r, 1816 – 1817. The Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford.
“How often do I lull my rebellious blood to rest, for you cannot imagine anything so erratic, so restless as my heart.”
— Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther (via theclassicsreader)