Voynich Manuscript Strange Text That Has Not Been Deciphered, Carbon Dated To The 1400s

to you, it’s a shitty sentence. to some random bitch 500 miles away, it’s a fire line that’ll haunt them for the next 17 years.

you don’t know how impactful your writing is because it’s been in your brain for far too long now. you’ve stared at it for hours and repeated “this sucks” over and over again to the point that you killed your capacity to feel anything about your work.

but trust me, once you get your shit out there, someone’s gonna go over that paragraph you hate and go “jesus fucking christ” and put the book down to have an existential crisis.

go to the mcdonald’s drive-thru and order one black coffee for yourself and nothing for the medieval christian poet that you’re guiding through hell

because you had a bat day

you hang upside down

you echolocate just fly all around

the seasonal top gun hyperfixation has returned, and you know i ain't worried bout it

Top Gun Silliness

Letters from Medea, Salma Deera.

gonna be a big one under the cut

My dearest love(AO3) has gone of to war(server maintenance), and I fear I shall never see them again(it’ll be up again in a few hours)

everyone talks about ts eliots the wasteland but y'all sleep on the love song of j. alfred prufrock I swear