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Never been in a relationship, but I’ve grown away from friends. That is some of the worst pains. I understand why Gatsby moved across from Daisy, throwing grand parties in hopes she would show up.
If I could do that with my friends from 8th grade, I would. Jay Gatsby may be on to something here.
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I was reading the Iliad and—
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Bro was making all the enemies.
I love Odysseus’ response to him.
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Odysseus literally said that if he doesn’t fight and but Thersites in his place then he would refuse to be called Telemachus’ father. That’s crazy. “So help me my head will fall of my body.”
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Anyone else have those moments that you just feel so in love with your friends? Like purely platonically. Like I’m just glad we met and are friends.
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I was listening to the Hamilton soundtrack today at school and when it ended, my Spotify did the most criminal thing and played “You gotta die sometime” from Falsettos!!
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#me
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What did I get for Valentine’s Day? My teacher lent me all three of her Great Gatsby dvds.
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I hate that my life is reflecting this quote again.
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I’m on my Iliad shenanigans and I may not be the first one to say this, but I’m going to post this to Tumblr anyways.
Achilles’ “Achilles’ heel” was never actually his heel.
It was Patroclus.
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Would a group of centaurs be called a NEIGHborhood?
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With lust.
find someone who looks at you the way oscar wilde looks at adjectives
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I’m said “men” that say words recreationally.
oscar wilde loves to write men that say words recreationally
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Patroclus' ghost really said, "Yeah, my love, could you stop crying over my dead body and riding your chariot around me? Please? Cause they won't let be into the underworld until you bury me... Also when you die- inevitably very soon- bury us side by side and in the same urn, so we can be together in death, just like how we grew up."
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My dream job?
Standing in a rye field catching the children.
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