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I can't believe my AP English teacher made us read that.

I can't believe I already had a copy because I saw this cover at a thrift store and had to have it

If I had to translate the first line of "The Stranger" for some reason, despite not knowing any French, I would render it as, "Yep, my mommy died lol today or maybe yesterday idk"

Oh, you're not going to tell me about all that boring David Copperfield kind of crap, huh? Gonna cut to the chase, huh? Well, thank you, you oh wait you're actually going to tell me all this other extraneous detail about your day frick damn it

The opening line to "The Catcher in the Rye" is low-key hilarious. Yes, I really do want to hear about it, smartass, that's why I'm reading this book.

Like idk what you *think* a Puerto Rican or a trans person should look like, but based on the TV I watched growing up, I could hazard a few guesses.

People have told me I don't "look" this or that, and it's like, that's because you have fucking stereotypes in your head about what I should look like, Sharon.

They were in this damn school and didn't know a poor kid despite being surrounded by poor kids.

And wanted to take up the mission of being the voice for folks they weren't even fucking in community with.

Conversations with rich white queers often feel like the time a student club hosted a hunger banquet at my old CUNY.

The folks who thought this was a great idea were surrounded by first gen college students, poor kids on financial aid, immigrants, more than a few people who were homeless and attending class out of desperation, and they wanted to haughtily lecture us on what it meant to go hungry.

I also had a very nice art teacher running the club who told her to go fuck herself.

They're not even my worst art teacher, because in high school I had one who tried to sell a mural the art club I was in made.

Lmao, I open up my old email account, and the first thing I see is a RECENT email from my least favorite art professor, the one who taught "advanced drawing" as a conceptual class because they were more interested in videography

They forced everyone in the class to sign up to their mailing list, way way back in 2010

So it's about their new art show and ends it with "Love, Firstname Lastname" like this mass email is to their closest personal friends and family.

I fucking can't.

Too much of my life has been wasted taking care of racist dumbass older people.

Every time I've been able to get away and tell them to eat shit, my life has improved.