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PDFDrive stopped working a couple months ago, but you can try oceanofpdf.com instead.

31 hours deep into the insomniac’s gambit and i tried to microwave a popsicle

31 hours deep into the insomniac’s gambit and i posted on the wrong blog again

You ever hear that old chestnut about how most people neglect the part of the story of Icarus where he also had to avoid flying too low, lest the spray of the sea soak his feathers and cause him to fall and drown? You ever think about how different the world would be if Icarus died that way instead? If the idiom was to Fly To Close To The Sea? A warning against playing it far too safe, about not stretching your wings and soaring properly? You ever think about how Icarus died because he was happy?

im on a mental health break but i saw some facebook food so heinous i simply MUST share

Did a bear make that post?

im on a mental health break but i saw some facebook food so heinous i simply MUST share

Did a bear make that post?

it takes a truly sick mind to fantasize about two real people being friends with each other #DarkRPF

it takes a truly sick mind to fantasize about two real people being friends with each other #DarkRPF

*torturing you* dude trust me, something really cool happens. you just have to reflect on it for a bit. i'm doing this because i want you to reach your full potential okay?

In light of the Odyssey movie coming out this is my formal PSA that Helen of Troy is actually Helen of Sparta, Troy is the city she was stolen and brought to. The entire Trojan war is the Greeks trying to get her back from Troy, because she is from Sparta. I feel like we all collectively forget this.

I consider myself a real hater but sometimes you really do go too far with haterism. once I had to break mutuals with someone bc they hated the entire art form of poetry and the final straw was when they started hateposting about soup. The food

We’ve all heard tales of the moon being made of cheese, but what if it were made of bones? Bone fragments. Bone dust. Partial skeletons from animals we have no name for, no knowledge of. What if the moon were made of bones?

that post about “you get bandits when you cut soldiers loose without pay” reminds me of the Thirty Years War, because one could say that beneath all the religious schisms and diplomatic jockeying, the heart of the thirty years war was “what happens when you have a state with just enough capacity to raise massive armies but without enough financial capacity to actually pay those armies” and the answer is that the line between professional armies and roving gangs of bandits disappears and every time you try to raise an army it just becomes another independently acting wildfire devouring the countryside. No matter how bad things get, every day I wake up and thank my lucky stars that I do not live in 17th century Europe. Or 17th century China. Or the 17th century Americas. Or basically anywhere in the 17th century.