Du hast ja noch dein Grab

i can no longer tolerate the fallibility of language. let's all punch each other in the head

happy decade to the horrible beast i have wrought

one of my creative writing professors once said that to evaluate a work as good or not, first you ask what the work is attempting to do, and then you evaluate how well it does it. and this is how to judge everything from critical essays to romance novels to snack packaging to theory tracts.

people foolishly dismiss desserts and treats as having no nutritional value when they actually are necessary for refilling your sanity stat. to prove my point please observe the emotional stability of the next person you meet who doesnt let themselves ever eat any form of dessert

what they don't tell you about being bilingual is that you won't be smarter and more eloquent in one language over the other. instead you get to be stupid twice.

imagining a late 18th/early 19th century young lady standing proudly in a fine gown with a labubu clipped to her chatelaine