inunome

ouais qu’elle supprime bien mon commentaire pour que les gens voient pas ce qu’elle a à se reprocher ptdrrrr

inunome

me when i wrote that i would have a monument as for a demigod - whatever that might be - when i will be lucky to be buried as the poor are buried; without noise, and the faces covered, and be gone as the year goes out, and be honored as a blank wall in a cold chapel of the church where i shivered as a child beside my father, the judge in his complete black. those years when soldiers clattered and clanged through the streets, horsemen clashed under the windows and the nights rang with the screams of the wounded outside the walls, while the farms burned into dawns red with smoke, and blood came spreading through the canals at the foot of those towers on the hill that i would see again after every absence. fingers of a hand rising out of the gray valley in the distance and coming closer to become here as before, where my mother wanted me, where i married, where the banquets glittered along the river to my songs — where my daughter died, and how cold the house turned all at once. i have seen the waves of war come back and break over us here. i have smelled rosemary and juniper burning in the plague, i have gone away and away, i have held a post in rome, i have flattered evil men and gained nothing by it. i have sat beside my wife when she could move no longer, i sat here beside her; i watched the gold leaves of the poplars floating on the stream. long ago, the gold current of the river pactolus was compared to eternity, but the poplar leaves have gone in the years when i rode to aurillac. i used to stop at a place where the mountains appeared to open before me, and, turning, i could still see all the way back to here, and both ways were my life, which now i have slept through to wake in a dark house, talking to the shadows about love.

journaldequetes

@inunome eh beh bravo à toi pour cet exploit 
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inunome

@journaldequetes idk bro j’ai choisi le poème le plus long parmi toute ma classe parce que OUI c’est un concours de bite et OUI le prof m’a mis 18
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journaldequetes

@inunome damn what kind of torture is this
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inunome

j’en ai connu des bas mais possiblement avoir un crush sur un homme c’est vrm le fond du gouffre pour moi jsp si vous vous rendez compte

inunome

@journaldequetes toujours aussi réel malheureusement 
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journaldequetes

@inunome certes mais mtn le fait que je souffre de ne pas avoir de boyfriend is slowly killing me inside
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inunome

@journaldequetes au moins on n’est pas mortes ??? jsp vas-y 
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inunome

moi quand l’histoire contient un couple dans lequel le love interest masculin a trop mauvaise réputation / n’est pas assez bien pour épouser le love interest féminin et par conséquent elle se marie à un homme "bien" dont le ndf est linton (happened one too many times)

inunome

*s’arrache les cheveux* i’m fine i’m fine i’m actually so very fine 
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inunome

je vais commencer wuthering heights please wish me luck 

journaldequetes

@junivresse close enough, welcome back suguru geto 
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inunome

je viens de finir rdr2 et im sooooo killing myself over john and abigail marston

inunome

@Hinata__boke__ j’ai eu trooooop mal au cœur aussi mais je savais qu’on reverrait charles et comme c’est mon perso préf i pushed through… j’ai aussi fait le tour de la tombe de tout le monde dont celle d’arthur, ça aide à passer à autre chose (mtn je vais reprendre du début trust.)
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Hinata__boke__

J’ai recommencé le jeu droit derrière je peux pas sans Arthur 
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