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UCI '15
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lost in words
This is super cheesy, but I just felt like writing this down somewhere so I wouldn’t forget. And it’s not like anyone goes on here anymore.
So today, Gabe and I went to Class 302. He paid for our drinks then told me that he could do a magic trick with the receipt. He told me to fold it and place it over my eyes. I thought he was just going to take it quickly and claim it disappeared. But instead he gave me a kiss. I don’t know why but I just felt so happy. It’s tiny moments like this that make me realize how much I’m in love with him.
“What kind of world do we live in when young men are so proud of violating unconscious girls that they pass proof around to their friends? It’s the same kind of world in which being labeled a slut comes with such torturous social repercussions that suicide is preferable to enduring them. As a woman named Sara Erdmann so aptly tweeted to me, “I will never understand why it is more shameful to be raped than to be a rapist.”
(Source: thenation.com, via thingssheloves)
“High school, it seems, has changed. It has become competitive. Young men and women — 13 to 18 years old — must work more or less tirelessly to ensure their spot at a college deemed worthy to them and their families. So rather than living their adolescent lives — lives brimming with desires and vitality, with vim, vigor, and brewing lust — these kids are working at old age homes, cramming for tests, popping Adderall just to make the literal and proverbial grade. And for what? So they can go to a school that puts them in debt for the rest of their lives. School has become a great vehicle of capitalism: it quashes the revolution implicit in adolescence while simultaneously fomenting perpetual indebtedness.”
(via inmyskin)
