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by jeremy ville
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"You should be at the club". You're absolutely right. If by "the club" you mean the Jacobin Club.
I should be at the gallery, listening to the speeches and cheering on the Montagnards.
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sometimes i forget álvares was pretty much a teenage prodigy who wrote works of great quality and was widely famous (even if posthumously) and greatly influenced most brazilian writers who came after him and not a niche little weird emo poet that only me and the folks on scielo.com know about
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it’s monday i’m in the labyrinth
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You like my blog?? I bet you can’t even name 3 of my deep-rooted personal issues
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sometimes i catch myself thinking álvares was the most misogynistic boy in the world and then i read anything by his contemporaries and realize he was not even in the top 100……..
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imagine, if you will, a 19th century brazilian radical getting transported to the beautiful and proud city of modern day niteroi. what kind of adventures would he embark in
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idk how to explain this but my best friend’s boyfriend is the most tailor man of all time. like I just look at him and go “this guy would be making the most exquisite suits in 1843. he’d be booked all year bills paid pad stitching the breast panels of some guy’s new jacket”
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fax machine we found deep in the woods
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Reblog if you're shorter than 5'8.
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things that would be dope to be
the marble in spray paint
boulder at the bottom of a lake
the last leaf of autumn… take your sweet old time
lightbulb filament
grain of sand
pillbug that just discovered an insane composter
cumulonimbus cloud
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The first rule of tragedy is to be yourself. The second of rule of tragedy is to be literally anyone else. The third rule is that however much you try, there is no escaping being yourself forever.
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you came back wrong and i am racked with guilt because i cannot bear to see you like this and i should have let you rest. i loved you so much that i defied death itself but i do not think either of us are happy
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