~Metaphors are weird. Anyone else have a love/hate relationship with them too?~
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He lived his life as a moth,
Wearing a tie and carrying a briefcase,
Chasing after a burning flame
All the while thinking it was the
Grandest flower.
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It kinda a metaphor with blunt businessman suit 'n tie elements XD. Idk. Apparently, moths are also pollinators, I don't know why I thought they weren't. Wrote this writing an analysis of 'Death of a Salesman.'
Has to do with the so-called American Dream/ Land of Opportunity bs, another line I did is:
... thinking he is climbing a mountain to wealth,
while unable to see he is stuck walking miles on a treadmill.
I don't see the point in this assignment other than the failures of economics (which has nothing to do with English class?).
Next post should be an angst-turned-crack fic. Anyone watch Lucifer? I got stuck, and some ideas would be great.
∆It's spring bitches, I got mah herbs planted∆
Edit: Fuck me sideways and call me Betty. I got a fucking 90 on this essay, babes. Half of it was bs the other half was retelling the story with unnecessary wordiness, the two things she told us not to do. This book is so random why do I post this shit no one cares XD
Hope ya'll have a beautiful day~
Art is mine XD
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