Kirsch

Flowers for Algernon by Daniel Keyes. It's about a man of IQ 60 who undergoes an experimental treatment to increase his intelligence. However, with increased intelligence comes increased awareness of the cynical world around him--those who laugh at him are not doing so out of friendship, but of mockery. As he reaches genius levels of thought, his predecessor, a now-genius lab mouse by the name of Algernon, starts to go crazy. dun DUN. I'm doing this book no justice with my synopsis, but would recommend looking at some reviews if you're interested! It's a great insight on the human condition (lots of Freud to be found here) from a pretty unique perspective. I really liked it and 11/10 would recommend!

whoaaaa in ten years, I hope to have found a career that I like! and to have spent my 20s doing really cool stuff.

"We all have two lives. The second one starts when we realize we only have one." - Tom Hiddleston

... but higher changes of a white christmas! that's what i wish for. hasn't happened for yeeaaars

an infinite sum of money smaller fish in a big pond or bigger fish in a small pond?

went to school and managed to not fall asleep in any of my classes! not even during the guest lecturer!!

dear anonymous, i've always considered myself a loyal person. i like to think that i make friends based on personalities i admire, and when i find a good friend, a good person, i treasure them. but i hate how i latch on. i'm clingy at times and i need affirmation. i've learned how to not actively seek it, but i still need it even if it's just from time to time. i hate feeling like i'm the one giving more than i am receiving on the blunt end of this unbalanced relationship. but i know how you hate clingy people how you hate sentimental people because we used to laugh at those girls who seem to latch onto you and we'd laugh at how needy they were but i never told you that each and every time, i get scared that, in your eyes, i'm no different from them. but somehow you always know when to tell me i'm important when to spend an afternoon with me when to take me on an adventure, sneaking into secret places where we shouldn't be, sitting across from each other in comfortable silence. at the end of the day i hate how reliant i've become of you. if something makes me crash and burn without hesitation you'd still be the one i'd call. signed, me

Macbeth by Shakespeare Love the monologues and the insight to the twisted human psyche!

mixed nuts