I don’t care if Judith Butler is your homegirl and Foucault gave you a rimjob in a past life. A brilliant message in humble form trumps grad school catchphrases any fucking day of the week.*
* Posted because it seems like academics been stunting on some fuckery on Tumblr this week, and in turn getting their behinds handed to them. Or maybe it’s just my dash?
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Reblogging because it’s true, and because Foucauldian rimjobs.