Writing Circus

it would be nice to write sometimes

[i-am-a-fish]

I just want to love and be loved. why is lunch twelve dollars now

[academic-vampire]

𝔞𝔭𝔯𝔦𝔩 𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔪𝔰

[academic-vampire]

𝔪𝔞𝔱𝔠𝔥𝔞 𝔭𝔬𝔴𝔡𝔢𝔯 𝔡𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔪𝔰

[academic-vampire]

𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔟𝔞𝔠𝔨 𝔱𝔬 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔣

[academic-vampire]

𝔞𝔭𝔯𝔦𝔩 𝔰𝔥𝔬𝔴𝔢𝔯𝔰…

[academic-vampire]

𝔡𝔶𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔩𝔦𝔣𝔢

[sixteencedars]

[academic-vampire]

𝔬𝔩𝔡 𝔟𝔬𝔬𝔨𝔰 & 𝔬𝔩𝔡 𝔞𝔯𝔱

[mosoli]

im still laughing at this

[academic-vampire]

𝔰𝔭𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔶𝔰𝔦𝔡𝔢

[academic-vampire]

𝔰𝔭𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔶𝔰𝔦𝔡𝔢

[midnightinshadow]

[academic-vampire]

𝔠𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔢 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔢

[macrolit]

“The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves.”

—

William Shakespeare, b. 23 April 16 1564

[english-idylls]

From Aurora Leigh by Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1856).

[disc90s]

ah i’d sit beside it forever... quietly loving it, gently watering it, and making sure it never felt alone 🥺

[diary-of-alice]

a love letter to grief❦