mrb488
answered your question “My motivation and focus seems to have wandered off. Anyone seen it?”
The cat batted it underneath the refrigerator.
My hubby tends to ask if it’s under the sofa, when I tell him I can’t find my motivation.
go on anon and describe my aesthetic
This is due in like, 2 hours, thank you time change. Right now i’m just trying to stretch out my wordcount on this stupid post.
We had to post 3 ideas to write about. Of course my teacher picked the one I least wanted to do.
yeah my wordcount is like 100 words off but it’s a first draft so meeehhh. I was more concerned about making sure I had all of my citations correct.
Yeah I’m pretty much at the “fuck it, at least i’m turning something in stage of schoolwork.
Ugh yes. why is it so hard right in the middle? start-of-term excitement is over and end-of-term panic hasn’t set in, I guess.
I know exactly what you mean. And I’ve got a 4 page essay question i need done by Thursday I haven’t started yet. It’s on my calendar just mocking me.
poedameron-tony
answered your question “My motivation and focus seems to have wandered off. Anyone seen it?”i had to suck it all up to get two essays done in 4 hours sorry
This is due in like, 2 hours, thank you time change. Right now i’m just trying to stretch out my wordcount on this stupid post.
We had to post 3 ideas to write about. Of course my teacher picked the one I least wanted to do.
yeah my wordcount is like 100 words off but it’s a first draft so meeehhh. I was more concerned about making sure I had all of my citations correct.
Yeah I’m pretty much at the “fuck it, at least i’m turning something in stage of schoolwork.
poedameron-tony
answered your question “My motivation and focus seems to have wandered off. Anyone seen it?”
i had to suck it all up to get two essays done in 4 hours sorry
This is due in like, 2 hours, thank you time change. Right now i’m just trying to stretch out my wordcount on this stupid post.
We had to post 3 ideas to write about. Of course my teacher picked the one I least wanted to do.
Male fantasies, male fantasies, is everything run by male fantasies? Up on a pedestal or down on your knees, it’s all a male fantasy: that you’re strong enough to take what they dish out, or else too weak to do anything about it. Even pretending you aren’t catering to male fantasies is a male fantasy: pretending you’re unseen, pretending you have a life of your own, that you can wash your feet and comb your hair unconscious of the ever-present watcher peering through the keyhole, peering through the keyhole in your own head, if nowhere else. You are a woman with a man inside watching a woman. You are your own voyeur.
Margaret Atwood, The Robber Bride (via sealedtome)
i can’t uncouple these in my mind
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