excelsior

you should NOT be at the club. you should be in the streets, june 5th, 1832, paris france. you should be building a barricade

off to my very first driving lesson!!!

i lived!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(nods sagely) (nods basily) (nods rosemarily) (nods saltly) (nods star anisely)

not every mutual fits neatly into an archetypal medievalism but there are some mutuals that im like yeah addressing you as “my liege” would come strangely naturally

june will be soft and sweet

AND GAY!!!!!!!!!!

medieval backstreet boys: you are… my friar

the one... dear squire

WHAT ARE YALL READING RN you must tell me

I like seeing some of you ""regulars"" in my notes it's like oh hey that's my Coworker from Tumblr

its probably a normal sign for the economy that all of my adulthood fantasies are like "imagine having your own kitchen living room and bathroom to decorate" "what if i could get on a train" "maybe one day i could purchase a sturdy pair of shoes" "i should save and invest in a single bicycle"