You know what I hate? When people get pissed off when you tell them you don’t want them to touch you. Like excuse me, I don’t actually want you to touch my arm. I don’t want a hug right now. I don’t give a shit if you’re family. I don’t care if the phrase “I don’t want to be touched” puts you off. Just don’t fucking touch me.
it’s a metaphor, you see; you put the textbook in front of you, but you don’t give it the power to actually teach you anything
can someone invent a candle that smells like a blown out candle
White privilege is your history being taught as a core class and mine being taught as an elective.