i(n love with the impossible)

there’s also a beautiful description of clodius pulcher and his friends (antony, curio, caelius) looking more like women than men 🥰 and a delightful (creepy) interaction between clodius and catilina

we're not in a "toxic relationship," he's just my homoerotic narrative foil. some of you have never had an ambiguously romantic rivalry and it SHOWS

ever since i was a little girl i knew i wanted to surrender myself to the mercurial whims of The Manuscripts

Unethical polycule w my sister, my sister, my sisters ex-husband, my wife, my wife’s boyfriend, my wife’s boyfriends boyfriend, my arch nemesis, my arch nemesis’ protégée who happens to be my sisters boytoy, and the guy who murders me

get out of touch and obsessed with functionally and materially useless niche fields and topics of interest enough and you too can develop the coveted "loser's superiority complex"

[sophocles voice] i love thebes and narratives

iliad of woes wednesday

every day im out here, falling into a hole that is not my grave and then getting out of this hole which is not a grave and then falling into a hole again