This blog does not have a specific classification because the person behind the blog does not have a specific classification. It's a Meredith-themed blog because I am a girl named Meredith. Age: old enough Gender: female Location: Southern Backwardsland, USA
to all you 14 year old american girls who say ‘if i had a british accent i would never stop talking’ i hope you wake up with a very strong yorkshire accent and see how you like that
fuck you my yorkshire accent shines like the light of a thousand suns i hope you get sat on by a cow
Shine bright like a Yorkshire accent.
I’m not even sure which one I’m reblogging this for.
I hope you get sat on by a cow
The system feeds peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, milk, and old carrots to those who work hard and gives feasts to those who do not prosper. The system values ACT, SAT, and AP scores so much that it makes teens stay after school for 5+ extra hours of work before standardized tests. The system force feeds facts in attempt to drown out knowledge. We read “1984” and “Anthem”, yet cannot distinguish that our lives are on the path to those dystopias. There is no standardized test for critical thinking or imagination. Only A. B. C. or D. will be accepted as answers, and don’t you think about saying that the answer isn’t there. If they didn’t think of the answer, you aren’t allowed to think of it, either. No child is left behind because we’re only as strong as the weakest link. What individual? You are a number on a slip of paper, dependent on your work, but the system depends on you. Assigned a number at birth and monitored for life. Welcome to the system. There’s no way out.
it pisses me off how writing doesn’t get people money unless they’re like jk rowling like writing books should be one of the highest paying jobs in the world that shit is hard
i bet that open heart surgeries are harder
Open heart surgeries can be taught. You can’t teach a person a world that no one else has created.
you won this time.