HAVE THE GOODWILL TO

MISTRUST TRUTH

CHERISH LIES

BE CERTAIN OF DOUBT

HAVE FAITH IN HYPOCRISY

 

Stop trying to make fetch happen, IT’S NOT GONNA HAPPEN!

Stop trying to make fetch happen, IT’S NOT GONNA HAPPEN!

I just thought that Tumblr should know that I’ve been in a monogamous whore relationship for almost a year now.
Also I have a house, in which I don’t spend enough time.

I just thought that Tumblr should know that I’ve been in a monogamous whore relationship for almost a year now.

Also I have a house, in which I don’t spend enough time.

Kids Who Use Facebook Do Worse in School

philosophyclub:

Shut down your facebook and grab a real book. NOW.
NOT TWILIGHT, OF COURSE.

infoneer-pulse:

Research has found that students in middle school, high school and college who checked Facebook at least once during a 15-minute study period got lower grades. Other studies have discovered that teens who use Facebook tend to have more narcissistic tendencies, while young adults who are active on the site display other psychological disorders. And daily use of media and technology — what teen doesn’t use tech each day? — makes kids more prone to anxiety and depression.

» via Time

I know I should shut mine down… but there’s little point when I will still have Tumblr.

Ephiphany!

Stupidity motivates me. Ignorance, dogma, idiocy all fuel my intellectual fire, my passion for life and the world in which I live. 

I’ve been a mess at University and I couldn’t work out why. I may have stumbled upon my answer tonight. You see, everyone is reasonably intelligent here. Back home, I was surrounded by terrifying chavs who knew very little and had big opinions on things they didn’t fully understand. I was petrified. I needed to be the complete opposite of them. 

And so I studied until my nose was raw, my eyes bled and my voice vanished. I was crippled by exhaustion from hours upon hours of overtime and work. The goal was in sight; study, get the grades, go to University. Escape.

And so I did. After the fresher’s hangover wore off, something felt wrong. I was expected to take charge of my own education, to drive myself forward, all the while living in a comfortable setting where a trip into town wasn’t likely to end in a stabbing/shooting/mugging/some other violent form of attack.

And so I grew lazy, miserable and withdrawn. At some point, even alcohol ceased to help me. I had been betrayed by my close friend, ethanol.

In the wee hours of this morning, something changed. I came across a pro-life facebook page. I had forgotten how stupid people could be. How misinformed, how uneducated, how downright infuriating. Scrolling through the comments, I began to despair. 

Then something changed. I became incredulous at what I was reading, then angry. So I replied to these soul-crushing posts, explaining the difference between murder and abortion, between a fetus and a baby and a whole host of other bewildering comments. I think my favorite must be:

  •  Kyle Sant likes this.
    • Natalie Sadaeva Why don’t you spend the money on children in orphanages instead? Quite a few are in the “care” system because mummy didn’t get an abortion and couldn’t or wouldn’t look after them herself. Surely that would do more for your cause than something to drink tea out of…