Hi, I'm Nick. 4th year college student, trying to get into grad school for publishing.
I'm not good at translating my thoughts into blog form, so this is mostly reblogs. Generally, topics include marxist philosophy, feminism, semiotics, literary theory, quite a bit of humor, and anything else that comes along.

This is my wonderful girlfriend.
"If systems of policing, the police, are everywhere, then the point is to make our own work, our practices, as free from such policing as possible, not because unrestrained thought or action is always right (quite the contrary) but because, under scrupulous policing, nothing new can be produced, except perhaps evasions. Indeed the right to make mistakes and to be wrong is just as important — perhaps more so — than the right to be accorded the status of knowledge."

Elizabeth Grosz, Space, Time, and Perversion: Essays on the Politics of Bodies (via lovevoltaireusapart)

yes. yes!

(via tanacetum-vulgare)

"You never get to the point where you think “I am the adult”, but you do get to the point where you think “I’ve dealt with this before.” The older you get, the higher and higher the percentage is of things you’ve already been through. Have you ever changed a tire? Had a flat tire? Someday, you might, and the next time it happens, you’ll know what to do, since you’ve already done it."

-My dad. I’m 24, and asked if you ever shake the feeling of not being an adult, and this was his response. Probably the most comforting thing he could have said.

Your dad is damn right.

(via kate-wisehart)

This makes so much sense to me.

(via unquietpirate)


Such polite barks.

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

i don’t care this joke was fucking handed to me I DON’T CARE


i don’t care this joke was fucking handed to me I DON’T CARE


"lol chill Hazel Grace it’s a metaphor"



*puts my bro’s dick in my hand*

see, its a metaphor. it’s only gay if i jack it



the dude who pulls out a cigarette in front of a girl with lung cancer and then acts like sir dickweed mcfucklamp when she doesn’t understand the worst metaphor on earth seems to be tumblr’s newest squeeze

sir dickweed mcfucklamp

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