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thesekidsarekillingme:

I am. So excited. For tomorrow’s lesson.

Oooh, girl, I want to know more about this!  What is the plan?

thesekidsarekillingme:

I am. So excited. For tomorrow’s lesson.

Oooh, girl, I want to know more about this!  What is the plan?

AL WEST CHAMPS!!!!!

thesekidsarekillingme I’m crying right now.

officialtaylornation:

i hAVE NO CHILL

fetusswift:

screeching

I tell my students, ‘When you get these jobs that you have been so brilliantly trained for, just remember that your real job is that if you are free, you need to free somebody else. If you have some power, then your job is to empower somebody else. This is not just a grab-bag candy game.’
actual email from a student

Revising that essay had me like :/

The Soldier

apoemaday:

by Rupert Brooke

If I should die, think only this of me:
That there’s some corner of a foreign field
That is for ever England. There shall be
In that rich earth a richer dust concealed;
A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware,
Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam,
A body of England’s, breathing English air,
Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home.

And think, this heart, all evil shed away,
A pulse in the eternal mind, no less
Gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given;
Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day;
And laughter, learnt of friends; and gentleness,
In hearts at peace, under an English heaven.

Love with your mouth shut, help without breaking your ass or publicizing it: keep cool, but care.