harryyousexymofo
School ripped the passion I had for writing out of my soul and buried it in a pile of shit a million miles away. And thatโ€™s the thing - school is meant to make you flourish - itโ€™s supposed to reach deep into your mind and fill your head with passion, knowledge, education. Yet I spend my nights with my overused notebook open, pages seeping with endless memories and turmoil suffered over the years, and I am afraid that if I write something incorrectly, Iโ€™ll get a bad grade. My mind has been corrupted by an infinite amount of stimulus and criteria, so much so that I canโ€™t even write one, simple word. I canโ€™t write about my own experiences, my own pain or my own happiness. School has fucked me so many times. I lack passion and the desire to live. Iโ€™ll never be the person to say that school handed me the best years of my life. Itโ€™s stolen my life.
An Eager Year 12 Student (via prelovers)

Hits fucking home.

(via stop-being-human)