I’m about to GRADUATE from COLLEGE with a B.A. in English literature and theory.
…that’s four years? that’s it?

Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec, “At the Moulin Rouge: The Dance”/ Beyonce, “Countdown”
what a fantastic blog
(via awfuldaring)

In a note to Fitzgerald, Hemingway shows he was better at being aggressive than passive-aggressive.
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awwww so sweet! did you ever think that maybe that’s my choice and not his, though? #englishmajor
About to go and celebrate the successful completion of my Oxbridge degree. Here’s my question while I’m gone: Is using sex appeal to get ahead (1) having an awareness of the system and playing the game, or (2) still tied down to patriarchal ideals that oppress women in the first place? Or something else? Answer if you’d like to… Any thoughts?
1. I got a job! LIke a full-time position type-job! Like grown up people type job with potential for benefits and paid vacation time and (gasp) health care!! The position is a clinician to teach students with learning disabilities how to read—
I am going to try to freelance during my evenings and weekends because I still want to work as a journalist, and I’ll be applying for my EU work eligibility by waving my Polish birth certificate in the consulate’s face, I think. So eventually I’ll get back to good ol’ Europe, and I’m determined to be a writer. But unfortunately I wasn’t born into a family that can just support me as I try to figure things out, so I need a steady income whilst I continue to work my butt off to achieve my career goals. Slowly, slowly, but I’ll get there. Thrilled to start the Gen-Y post-college lull!
2. A guy with whom I “hung out” (for lack of a better word) for a little while back in February and March is apparently engaged to be married. I didn’t really care about this one, as he wasn’t a friend or close to me in any way, but… men sure do move on quickly from me. Thank God I always put myself and my career before my dating life, or I might go crazy.
Sometimes I’m fine.
Sometimes you haunt me.