(via thedoctorismypatronus)Source: whyactlikeahuman
All that Daenerys wanted back was the big house with the red door, the lemon tree outside her window, the childhood she had never known.
I fucking hate you. Do you know that? I’ve never met you - it’s an online class - but you are single handedly ruining my college life. If I make anything less than a C in your class, I’m fucked. No more scholarship for me. Hell, even if I make a C I’m still probably fucked because you’re a stupid fucking fuckface. You take away all my marks for fucking grammar and style? WHAT THE FUCK. I’m an English major. I sucked at most of the ACT but dammit, I made a perfect score on the English portion. I MADE AN A IN FRESHMAN HONORS ENGLISH. Now you’re on your fucking high horse, grading me by some stupid fucking rubric that doesn’t even make sense. If I missed the sociological ideas (what the fuck are those, anyway) I’d understand, but no. Every fucking time you mark off on my papers because of the fucking grammar AND I’M A FUCKING GRAMMAR NAZI. I KNOW HOW TO WRITE, DAMMIT. YOU’RE A FUCKING SOCIOLOGY TEACHER, NOT A FUCKING ENGLISH TEACHER. FUCK YOU.
When I lose my scholarship, I hope you’re FUCKING HAPPY. Fucker.