Nerdy moron who likes to ramble inanely and sometimes I make mediocre drawings. This is my personal void to scream into and should not be taken with any level of seriousness. Stay tuned for folklore, media analysis and history wankery from a stupid Englishman who somehow passed GCSE.
It’s been years since I last read Pride and Prejudice, but back in the day when I first read the book, I actually had a hard time being able to relate to Elizabeth Bennet at all, because I would absolutely have not been able to conduct myself with that much virtue and dignity.
If I had been put into a situation where my entire future would depend on whether people find my family annoying, me and my sister would have been literally killing each other with any available sharp object like we’re stuck together in a Saw trap.