Capitalism: a cold and dreary system which represents our fellow creatures as so many rivals and enemies which makes us believe that their happiness is incompatible with our own, which builds our wealth upon their poverty, which would persuade us to look on the world in the light of a besieged town where the death of our neighbors is hailed with secret satisfaction.
anonymous graffiti and definition found in london 1821 (via antidelusions)
This is from A Few Doubts as to the Correctness of Some Opinions Generally Entertained on the Subjects of Population and Political Economy by the memorably named Piercy Ravenstone.
i feel like once you were emo in middle school youre low key emo for the rest of your life, like you could be 20 in the middle of college wearing uggs or whatever but once you hear the first key to the black parade/i write sins/sugar we’re going down you sprout an imaginary fringe and start yelling your lungs out like its 2007 all over again
[image description: a graphic reading “New LGBTQ YA Fiction Fall/Winter 2014-2015” with covers of the books listed in the background, including Lies We Tell Ourselves by Robin Talley and Afterworlds by Scott Westerfeld.]
I wrote about the forthcoming LGBTQ young adult fiction I’m most excited about over at YALSA’s The Hub.
G R E E N D A L E S E V E N Appreciation Week(s) | Day Nine
↳ Annie Edison Love Day
"You’re Annie. You like puzzles and little monsters on your pencil. And some guy named Mark Ruffalo. You’re a fierce competitor and a sore loser. And you expect everybody to be better than who they are, and you expect yourself to be better than everyone."