I’m a dark lighthouse. I can’t sing you through the storm, and I can’t carry you ashore. You’ll be tossed around in the waves that never cease, upon the rocks that never breathed; still I’ll be dark.

Dear Annoying Person

It is not your place to make pronouncements about my future and my value based on your opinions about my so-called potential. A smart girl should not be repeatedly told she ought to become a doctor/lawyer/whatever any more than a sexy girl should be repeatedly told she ought to become a stripper. I find it highly fucking annoying when guys tell me that I could do better. I’m happy with what I do and I’m happy with my goals. I am a person to be valued, not a test score to be compared. Staring at my standardised test percentiles to the exclusion of the rest of me is just as tiresome as staring at my tits instead of my face. And it doesn’t make you any less of a prick. So shut the fuck up.