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I have a weirdly vested interest in the 18th and 19th centuries, naval history, poetry, opera, art, philosophy, literature and horses. Substack username the same, AO3 is neocannibal :)

[mljbthetired]

Hey so does anyone else keep their hand on their phone in their pocket at all times like a cowboy keeping a hand resting on his gun holster

[mljbthetired]

Standing by the microwave a whole ten seconds before it finishes because if it starts beeping my eyeballs will roll out my skull and my brain will boil

[mljbthetired]

No guys you don't understand I am literally a jellicles can and jellicles do jellicles do and jellicles can jellicles can and jellicles do jellicles do and jellicles can jellicles can and jellicles do

[mljbthetired]

I am afraid that the girl you marry will never quite love you as much as I did. I'm afraid the universe will let it happen.

[mljbthetired]

People have so genuinely always been the same:

"... we shall introduce some extracts from the above beautiful poem: having neither inclination, not sufficient room, minutely to scrutinise its contents. A task which we yield, with pleasure, to the swarm of self-created critics, who live by pillage and abuse: one half of whom will praise this poem, and the other half condemn it..."

Reblog if you, too, live by pillage and abuse

(From The Naval Chronicle, Volume 14, July-December 1805, published by Cambridge University Press)