Beauty or brains?
Fuck that, it’s not a dichotomy. Let’s not act like mascara glues girls eyes so shut that they can’t read a word of Dickens or solve a trig problem. Let’s talk about how no boy has ever been asked if he’d rather get his Bachelor’s or get married; no boy has ever been told that he’s too handsome to run for office. So why cover up my tits so you can take me seriously?
Beauty or brains? I’ll take ‘em all, thanks.
Slam fuckin’ dunk thank u
So much this.
I just want you all to know that I really like you. And you’re all awesome. And we can totes mcgotes be friends on Facebook and birds on Twitter and hipsters on Instagram together because I know none of you are going to come smother me while I sleep and then skin me and wear my skin like a fur coat.
You’re totally not going to do that. Because you’re all cool cats.
Your professor will not be happy with you if he says the Stanford Prison Experiment shows human nature and you say it shows the nature of white middle class college-aged boys.
Like he will not be happy at all.