👁 Miceál writer, historian, urban explorer, ghost enthusiast, Archivist. fucking around, finding out, never learning my lesson. talk to me about creepy things. (innocent reasons I swear.)
hit my miniature reading goal of 15 books in January!
obsessed with this guy on goodreads who recently started a profile specifically to like all reviews on books by dostoevsky in order to spread the gospel about dostoevsky’s alleged foot fetish
if we were all 9 years old and in a classroom together what would you be doing. i’ll go first. i’d be coming out with insane theories about a series of unfortunate events while obsessively drawing the giant blender saddam hussein was allegedly throwing his enemies into
absolutely astounding, but I actually finished a notebook today. it was for my language notes and I had to start a new notebook mid-lesson. supremely sexy but also feels like I’ve done something forbidden. I feel the same way when I hang up my laundry as soon as the wash is done.
i got these knockoff boots from this blind dead guy and instead of the brand name on
the tag they have the name of an apparently nonexistent
movie??? what the fuck
sorry, i mythologized your boyfriend. yeah i took him and a few other boyfriends and merged them together with local folklore and mystic elements into one legendary figure. he’s going to be really hard to pin down historically. sorry about that. I can make you his consort in some stories if that helps.
today is the final day of the obnoxious amount of time I took off to celebrate my birthday which means I gotta eat as much shit as possible because tomorrow it’s back to Healthy Eating. tragic
