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Knowledge is knowing that Frankenstein is not the monster.

Wisdom is knowing that Frankenstein is the monster.

I said many ignorant people nowadays thought ‘Frankenstein’ was the name of the monster, and not of the scientist who created him. Mary Shelley said, ‘That’s not so ignorant after all. There are two monsters in my story, not one. And one of them, the scientist, is indeed named Frankenstein.’ 

(Kurt Vonnegut)

It makes you want to give Mary Shelley a high five. I’m glad she knew how brilliant she was all along. 

Proof once again that women know where shit is at. People argue nature versus nurture and she was already saying it doesn’t mean shit in 1818. You are your choices; ‘cool motive still murder’ at it’s finest.

(via AustintatiousT)

School and Tumblr

Oh shit. No. Shit. Thank you

Just gonna reblog this out of gratitude because I actually did forget…

Fffffffff let me get right on that. 

and then reblog for the next forgetful son of a bitch

I’m so great full for everyone that is reblogging this. I totally forgot to take mine

I think that there is some sort of unspoken fairy godparent thing where you see this, realize that you forgot your meds, and rebagel it because if you forgot someone else must have. And in our turn we all take care of each other, even if we don’t know it.

there are guys in my dorm who decided to play cards in the elevator

see what intrigues me about college isn’t the intellectual pursuit or the bonding or whatever, its the fact that people have the freedom to do random shit like this

Okay, everybody, I have a story about random shit in college. When I was in college, there was a particular class I took where, no matter what time you walked into class, if you made it into the room before the professor, you wouldn’t be counted late. I mean, that’s a pretty cool policy, given how some professors are really obnoxious about attendance. 

Well, one time, a fellow student of mine was running late to class. As she reached the edge of the building, she saw her professor making it to the front steps (super long rectangular building here). He looks up from walking and he sees her. He then points to his watch, gives her a well-meaning “Look who’s late” face, and walks on inside.

What he didn’t know, though, was that this particular student was like freakishly good at bouldering and related climbing skills, so she was just like “Fuck it” and SCALED THE BUILDING!

She tapped on the window of the 4th floor classroom (the floors had like 20ft ceilings, so, she was quite a ways up there), nearly making one student piss himself. They opened the window, she rolled through, onto the floor, and slid into her seat about five seconds before the professor opened the door to the classroom. 

He did a double take, started to say “How the hell d—” when a security guard ran in, red-faced and panting, pointed at her and bellowed “STOP DOING THAT!”

Okay random college story of my dads. He was taking a history class and they were writing a timed paper during the class and when the time ended, the professor told everyone to turn in their papers or they would not be graded.

One boy in the class wasn’t finished with his paper when the time was up so he continued to write the paper until the class finished. When it did he went to the turn in the paper. The professor told him that he could not hand in his paper outside of the time restraint because it wasn’t fair to the rest of the people in the class.

So the boy went up to the professor desk and asked “do you know who I am? DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM??” The professor calmly told him “no I don’t know who you are.” The boy said “good!” And stuffed his paper into the stack on the professor’s desk of all the papers that had been turned on time and then walked out of the class.

The professor has no choice but to grade his paper.

My favorite thing about this post is that people keep adding college stories to it and they’re so much fun to read

gets me every time :’(

She’s ready to party. (via doIIpxrts)

why would a candle thats already lit want to be with a match

also her being lit is going to eventually melt her and reduce her to nothing match guy is an abusive sadboy who thinks he’s the victim when candlegirl just wants someone who will keep her alive

im here for this analysis

this is like so funny but terrifying¿ im laughing partially out of fear

Executive: “I guess movie critics just don’t like DC superheroes.”

The Lego Batman Movie:

Executive: Holy shit.

AND

he came for his entire life holy shit

basically anyone who really shames people for buying their kids shoes or for buying themselves a manicure while poor doesnt understand poverty

poor people often have a lot of disposable income, more than you think, cause they live on cash

they often do not have any means of transforming that cash into assets or into longterm wealth

so yes i had a lot of toys and nice things as a poor kid because you can buy toys at the dollar store too

and like you can pay a lady 10 dollars in cash to do your nails professionally

but you really cannot scrimp, at least not anymore (maybe decades ago you could) to buy yourself a house or to invest in stocks or other things that guarantee financial protection

poor people are liquid- thats why they may have material goods including nice cell phones but they broke ass will always be broke 

hell, even banks and financiers EXPLOIT the liquidity of poor people; cash advance places in the hood and the proven empirical facts that cash deposits from banks in low-income neighborhood go towards major investments and are used as liquid assets by big businesses

keeping poor people in cash and banks in poor neighborhoods are major transfers of wealth in this economy

so please spare me your policing of some lady who decided to get some shoes

Always reblog

It’s back

http://www.nytimes.com/2014/05/01/business/economy/changed-life-of-the-poor-squeak-by-and-buy-a-lot.html

“Casper the Friendly Ghost” is a much better title than “Casper the Dead Child”

Anyone who says you can’t give flowers to boys clearly hasn’t tried it. Seriously, give a boy some roses, they get adorably flustered and go all red. It’s the most precious thing.

Give more boys flowers. 🌹🌼🌻🌸🌷🌺💐

crush stereotypes now 

we love flowers. give us flowers.

I’ll try this

I like flowers tbh 🤷🏾‍♂️

I did this. He was 37, and he said it was the first time anyone ever gave him a flower. He still has it.