My August Bullet Journals ❀

мιnor greek deιтιeѕ; cнlorιѕ

↳ One of the characters named Chloris was a nymph that lived in the Elysian Fields, the area of the Underworld where the worthy souls lived. She was abducted by the god of the west wind, Zephyrus, whom she later married. She also transformed a number of mythological figures into flowers, including Adonis, Attis, Crocus, Hyacinthus and Narcissus.

Can 2017 please be the year people stop using Lucky Blue Smith as a fancast for every fucking charater

SOCIAL MEDIA

okay so this policy change is quite the wake up call, you just cannot have enough backup for your internet presence so i made a twitter too

heres a list of my social media accounts, tho im pretty much macskavarazs everywhere:

twitter

instagram

facebook

youtube

some of them are quite barren but im gonna start posting everywhere in the coming months

please follow and/or signal boost! thank you <3

yeah, yeah, i know, academia is an evil bourgeois lair of useless elitist white cishet men writing self-congratulatory articles about nothing and groping their brilliant female students’ arses and so on and so forth, but occasionally, it is prudent to let some of those useless academics - plenty of whom are women and/or poc and/or lgbt nowadays, how shocking, and who’ve spent their lives learning EVERYTHING about a certain subject - explain a text or a concept to you, so that you don’t run around after with a wildly inaccurate understanding of smth like what ‘social construct’ means, or what Nietzsche was all about, or what Freud actually wrote or did or said, or inventing already invented strains of feminism, etc etc etc

oh, and while i’m at it - this whole “academia is useless” is a belief that the far-right ideology has been extremely fond of all throughout the last century or so. just saying. 

I realize now that Aveline couldn’t be in Inquisition because the breach would have clenched itself in fear if she was

(in the voice of shane madej) two ghoooosts chillin in a hotel, can’t see em though ‘cause they’re not real

man: has anyone told you that you are beautiful

me: yes i tell myself everyday, toodles