Idk What The General Consensus Is On Carl Barats Ideal Hair Length But To ME Every Time He Cuts His Hair

Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley (1797–1851), Frankenstein, manuscript, MS. Abinger c.56, fols. 20v – 21r, 1816 – 1817. The Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford.

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.

If you mourn the death of ancient languages but do not mourn the death of innocent black people, you need to reevaluate your priorities.

If the burning of the library of Alexandria or of Notre Dame brings you to tears but do not care about the fires started by desperate and grieving protesters demanding justice, you need to reevaluate your priorities.

It is okay to love and be passionate about things from the past, but we must also care about our present. 2020 will someday be history too. Don’t let yourself be on the wrong side of history. Don’t ignore the racial injustice that is all around us.

“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)

honestly the fact that I wrote so much about Mary Shelley in my English mock that I got an 8 despite not even finishing my article just sums me up

She, I thought, was very beautiful, in an unsettling, almost medieval way which would not be apparent to the casual observer.

Donna Tartt,The Secret History (1992).

hey so um your boyfriend, he bought a pack of cigarettes and mrs. wagner’s pies? and, i’m sorry, he, uh, walked off to look for america. yeah he’s boarding a greyhound in pittsburgh by now. sorry

Imagine having someone miss you, yearn for your presence. They think of you so fondly, find pieces of you hidden in their favourite novels, and tucked away inside the prettiest songs. To them, you are the dark and comforting embrace of a storm, the gentle caress of a dream. A friend, a lover, whomever they may be, they make you understand the word ‘love’.

Basically one of my favourite monologues in theatre. So sad, poor Moritz :(