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#we walk a thin line
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have you ever considered hiring assassins, to help you deal with the readership?
I have.... I have thought about it.
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fucking going mental over this man 
Church: ok you’re a priest now. Maybe stop being a doctor?
Ficino: how about no? how about i never stop?
Church: 
Ficino: how about I develop theological underpinnings for my continuing to be a doctor because I love being a doctor? I shall do this alongside creating new theological underpinnings to support my obsession with Plato and my deep, all consuming love for Cavalcanti, whom I call Hero because he is my hero and my most perfect friend. 
Church: 
Church: fine. i guess. ?
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mossy-covered-bones · 6 months
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I openly use it/its alongside they/he in a queer org i help run irl. Since i figure if im open abt that other people will be less nervous abt asking people to use it/its or neopronouns and shit like that. And i wasnt really expecting people to use it for me, since lotsa people arent comfortable w that and i had other options. And let me tell ya how cool it is to see a newer member show up and just go ‘oh im like you, i use he/it!” And see one of my fellow exec, in a message where she had exactly one pronoun referring to me, use it. Its so fucking nice, let me tell you, i love being Vocally Queer :]
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fagaziraphale · 3 months
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opens up tiktok. aziracrow edit, taylor swift's exile. logs out of tiktok
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imwritesometimes · 10 months
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I am good at stuff. I'm good at cooking. It may not be michelin star restaurant level food but it's good. I'm good at baking. I'm good at taking care of my family. I'm good at some computer stuff. I'm good at taking care of my cats. I'm good at making ppl laugh. I'm good at helping ppl. I've written stuff ppl have enjoyed.
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achillestiel · 2 years
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thought about the exile (feat. Bon Iver)/deancas parallels
*34 dead, 67 injured*
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readymades2002 · 1 year
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apparently i dislike one of my coworkers noticeably enough, despite not saying anything about it, that he took the liberty of catching me alone when i was putting on my high-visibility gear yesterday and asking me about it. which did not stop him from deliberately trying to rope me into a conversation when he got the chance later for reasons i can only assume were related to making me uncomfortable which congratulations! you succeeded
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archxngxl · 1 year
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My father wasn’t around I swear that I’ll be around for you (I’ll be around for you)
I’ll do whatever it takes I’ll make a million mistakes I’ll make the world safe and sound for you…
Dear Theodosia - Hamilton the Musical
@chaoticallycosmic // @writermuses // @mrrangerrp
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Let's talk about the haunted to the last time to exile storyline besties
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pikslasrce · 2 years
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THE RAGE IS ALL CONSUMING PEOPLE ARE LUCKY THAT IM ONLY JOKING WHEN I SAY IM HOMICIDAL
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inkskinned · 5 months
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i think a lot about exactly 1 thing from the roman empire: the concept of bread and circus. the idea was that if your population was fed and entertained, they wouldn't revolt. you are asking us to give up our one small life, is the thing - for under 15 dollars an hour.
what would that buy, even. i am trading weekends and late nights and my back health. i am trading slow mornings and long walks and cortisol levels. i am trading sleep and silence and peace. for ... this. for what barely-covers-rent.
life really is more expensive right now. you aren't making that up. i make almost 3 times what i did 5 years ago, and despite an incredibly equal series of bills - i am still struggling. the most expensive line item i added was to own a dog. the money is just evaporating.
we were okay with it because it's a cost-benefit analysis. i could handle the customer harassment and standing all day and the manager's constantly changing temperament - i was coming home to hope, and my life planned in a blue envelope. three hours would buy me my dog's food for a month. i can give up three hours for him, for his shiny coat and wide, happy mouth. three days could be a new mattress, if i was thrifty. if i really scrimped and saved, we could maybe afford a trip into the city.
recently i cried in the car about the price of groceries.
business majors will be mad at me, but my most inflammatory opinion is that people should never be valued at the same place as products. your staff should not be a series of numbers in an excel sheet that you can just "replace" whenever you need something at that moment. your staff should be people, end of sentence.
it feels like someone somewhere is playing a very bad video game. like my life is a toy. like someone opened an app on their phone and hired me in diner dash ultra. they don't need to pay me well or treat me alright - they can always just show me the door. there is always someone more desperate, always someone more willing.
but i go to work and know i could save for years and not afford housing. i am never going to own my own home, most likely. i have no idea how to afford her ring, much less the wedding. my dog doesn't have his own yard. everything i love is on subscription. if i lose my job, i have no "nest egg" to catch my falling.
this thin life - they want me to give up summer for it. to open my mouth and throat and swallow the horrible hours and counted keystrokes. they want me to give up mountains and any non-federal holiday. to give up snow days. to give up talking to my mom whenever i want. to give up visiting the ocean and hearing the waves.
bread and circus worked for a while, actually. it was the kind of plan that would probably now be denounced by republicans as socialist commie liberal pronoun bullshit.
but sometimes i wonder if we should point them to the part of the history book that says: it worked until it didn't.
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buysomecheese · 8 months
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Someday soon I’m sure I’ll write about the power that hurricanes hold over my love. I do believe in making things work for myself by myself, but I’m also a reader at heart- I cannot ignore parallels in any circumstance, and my own life is no exception. To live in the state of Florida is to live in the state of nostalgia, always, and hurricanes only add.
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sagewhite · 9 months
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DO YA FEEL THAT?? IS IT JUST ME??
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Could someone talented please make some Cassian x Bix edit to Exile (feat. Bon Iver), fanart, GIF, video whatever
With all the problematic Timm influences
I am UNWELL
And they’re now w the only thing I can think about when I hear this song
I can see you standing, honey
With his arms around your body
Laughin’, but the joke’s not funny at all
And it took you five whole minutes
To pack us up and leave me with it
Holdin’ all this love out here in the hall
I can see you starin’, honey
Like he’s just your understudy
Like you’d get your knuckles bloody for me
Second, third and hundredth chances
Balancin’ on breaking branches
Those eyes add insult to injury
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lunarscaled · 1 year
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tag drop part 2
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boisei · 1 year
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being mistaken to be in a lesbian relationship with my lab manager is the worst thing that could've happened to me ... now I am entertaining ideas that are inappropriate and unethical
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