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wildersage · 2 months ago
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the impulse to hide what I'm doing at my computer still sits so deep even tho I'm literally never looking at anything objectionable , the door will open and I'll hurry to close the page like oh fuck no one can know I'm looking at the Wikipedia page for the Balkans
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shigraki · 3 months ago
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slimeofmylife · 2 days ago
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clubpenguinkiller · 2 months ago
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paddingtonicon · 2 months ago
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😔😔😔😔
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akai-tsuki · 3 months ago
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wildersage · a month ago
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clubpenguinkiller · 4 months ago
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1o9 · a month ago
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soracities · 4 months ago
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maybe a lot of life really is just figuring out who you’d sit and do the dishes with even while the world ends
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commedessgarcons · a month ago
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Sevyn Streeter and Mariama Diallo
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clubpenguinkiller · 3 months ago
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BINGUS-BEAM!!!!!!!!!
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7old · 4 months ago
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pbd · 27 days ago
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clubpenguinkiller · 23 days ago
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plasmapop · 4 months ago
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09/03/21 • poem made from the handout for a lecture on the fragmentary historical sources and missing tomb of alexander the great
Text ID: (Pause.) history is a vat of honey, gold coalescing over the tombs of kings. while exploring This otherwise-impossible space, you may encounter the body. (Pause.) it died in Babylon
in June 323 BCE, and was buried in a tomb of narrative possibilities. every historian reinters it. (Pause.) there is reason to believe that the body deteriorated. in the sarcophagus where time
is embalmed, a pseudo-body took shape, unlikely to have incorporated the self. (Pause.) uncertainty opens up the tomb, but the body lies still—history made tactile and called Alexander. And now?
what fragments of him surviving can be glimpsed, when someone asks (Pause.) whose body is this /end ID
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soracities · 3 months ago
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ok but WHEN is barbie dropping her next collab with tchaikovsky girl pls!!!
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