im like really good at reading the room. i enter the room, i dont vibe with it, i leave
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@liminal-fuck
im like really good at reading the room. i enter the room, i dont vibe with it, i leave
I’m plagued with an exhaustion no amount of sleep can fix
"As Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from uneasy dreams he found himself transformed in his bed into a gigantic (rad) insect chad "
Henry Winter and Bunny Corcoran
also, the fact that people might not start with Jegulus or Wolfstar because they read in those idiotic tiktoks (my last post) that the fandom is misogynistic fucking breaks my heart
can i get a hell yea if you’re still gonna be wasting your time on this website in 2014
can i get a hell yea if you’re still gonna be wasting your time on this website in 2024
happy new years yall
what fresh hell is this
my tbr is longer than my life expectancy
joan crawford as hamlet in 1929
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So, if you're too tired to speak, sit next to me for I, too, am fluent in silence
- Ron Arnold
Victor Frankenstein:
Me: *Removes my cat from my lap to do something else.*
My cat: Father is…evil? Father is unyielding? Father is incapable of love? I am running away. I am packing my little rucksack and going out to explore the world as a lone vagabond. I can no longer thrive in this household.
The spiritual successor to Miette
Might I also add
May i add the piece from artist Verbal Vomit
Glad to see we’re all in agreement that cats talk like disparaged victorian children
I am so incredibly glad we finally moved on from “i can has”. Cats are clearly smart enough for advanced sentence structure and dumb enough to draw entirely incorrect conclusions about what they’re talking about.
My cat, banging the cabnet door over and over and over: bang bang bang
Me: you will not earn what you desire by banging the cabinet door.
My cat: This is a test of wills, is it not? We shall see if your ability to put up with my incessant banging outlasts my eternal lust for snackie treats. Years of conditioning have hardened me for this purpose. bang bang bang
Me: ksst!
My cat, throwing herself to the ground like she’s been shot: Oh! Oh I have been assailed in my own home! Have mercy, have pity! Surely in the cruel darkness of your heart there is some mote of goodness that might stay your hand! Do not strike me, I pray you!
Me: ok
My cat, after waiting about 3 minutes: bang bang bang
Can haz snackytreat
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you’re absolutely correct it was
Hell yeah
the issue is that i don't have a job but when i do have a job i won't be able to spend my salary on more earrings.
i can't wait till i live alone so i can ruin my eyesight by being aesthetic and doing all my work in a poorly lit room with the only light source being a shoddy old lamp whilst forgetting to wear the glasses that i'm supposed to wear so i can see or something.
Reading Book 6 of Shadi Bartsch's translation of "The Aeneid" and wanting to yeet Aeneas from a great height following his astonishment at seeing Dido in Hades and that it has anything to do with how he behaved towards her. Gods he's a sanctimonious dickhead.
Fuck but Virgil could write though. I don't have Latin beyond what every choral singer picks up here and there, but I gather Bartsch's translation gives a feel for the poetry well while also being beautiful in its own right. Current favourite from my reading today;
"There a giant dark-leafed elm spread out/its ancient branches. They say false Dreams/live on it, clinging under every leaf."
**flails** That image. Daaaaamn.
weeping willows and wisterias and roofs or tents made from greenery have always felt so mysterious and special to me. a magical little world where you are shielded and hidden away
like this
Frits Thaulow - And as long as it does I’ll just sit here, and watch the river flow.