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They’re so Orpheus and Eurydice. But like. If Eurydice went willingly down so Orpheus could live, and Orpheus gouged out his eyes so he wouldn’t fail.

Partially inspired by this post and, you know, everything i love being orpheus and eurydice in some way

i still need to get to the involuntary crying part but we're 2/3 of the way there less go

If listening to the amazing devil doesn’t give you goosebumps, shake you to your bones, and make tears involuntarily fall from your eyes you’re listening to them wrong

The Amazing Devil

Available on my etsy

I don't let myself look up what my school friends are doing now, I'm afraid. Afraid I'll find pictures of a something I missed. I remember us at 11 crowded around a school library computer, you both looked up your favourite wedding dresses most of them mermaid and lacy white, you picked out our bridesmaids dresses and talked about how we would find a colour that at least looked good on us all; I thought powdered blue. I miss being that young, when the only worries where our homework and hoping we where first out for lunch. Maybe you did get married, maybe if I log in to my socials I'll find an invite. Or maybe time has changed too much, we aren't eleven anymore. I wonder if you picked powdered blue or a mermaid dress in lacy white, I wonder if something remains the same.

I should be able to both read for 8hrs a night and sleep for 8hrs a night. That I cannot is very rude and, frankly, poor design.

me: alright. i'm going to read more books this year. it's a resolution.

also me: *re-reads the Kingkiller Chronicle for the hundredth time while completely ignoring my TBF pile*

Alexander Hamilton in Hurricane:

OH MYG DO IM EATIGN THIS

If Epic the Musical was an anime

this is why i ever only idolize omnipotent eldritch beings who art beyond death

the fact that i'm no longer the same age as the protagonists of novels and films i once connected to is so heartbreaking. there was a time when I looked forward to turning their age. i did. and i also outgrew them. i continue to age, but they don't; never will. the immortality of fiction is beautiful, but cruel.

nothing feels better than finding the word that fits perfectly for what you're trying to describe

writing really is just googling synonyms. that's it. just a constant carousel of "I used this word two paragraphs ago, what is another word for this word"