their value is in the eye of the beholder.

we’re evolved monkeys living in a spinning rock in a corner of the universe, it’s really not that deep.

you’re not better than anyone else babes. let’s not pretend you didn’t get your sylvia plath recommendations from the internet as well. reading only classics doesn’t make you erudite. reading “my year of rest and relaxation” doesn’t make you deep. it makes you chronically online, just like the rest of us. so let’s drop the facade.

but when it comes to insidious misogyny and classism boiling under the surface? you best believe i’m gonna call out your intellectual-pick-me shit.