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charliemacaulay · 2 months ago
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My life is sooo difficult! I only get everyone to pay for my things and party the night away! Was my Bunny impression convincing?
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charliemacaulay · 2 months ago
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This feels like a loaded question. Yes you are my friend, no you aren’t a good one.
@charliemacaulay am I ur friend yes or no
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bunnyzcor · 30 days ago
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Felt a little silly this morning….so I gave Charles name to Alcoholics Anonymous ;)
I can’t wait to see how he reacts! He won’t know it’s me, right?
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dear-slayer · 2 years ago
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Now that classes are back in session, I’m quite sure that I’m going to need a trip to the lake house soon with the amount of work Julian’s assigned.
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charliemacaulay · 2 months ago
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Nothing beats tea and old books on cold autumn nights.
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charliemacaulay · 2 months ago
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Ignore him. He is likely drunk.
cubitum eamus?
excuse me?
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bunnyzcor · 2 months ago
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THE GAYS ARE TRYING TO KILL ME HELP
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charlesmacau1ay · 3 years ago
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we’re literally gonna get married your honor.
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lovelymad · 3 years ago
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It's a very Greek idea, and a very profound one. Beauty is terror. Whatever we call beautiful, we quiver before it. And what could be more terrifying and beautiful, to souls like the Greeks or our own, than to lose control completely? To throw off the chains of being for an instant, to shatter the accident of our mortal selves? Euripides speaks of the Maenads: head thrown I back, throat to the stars, "more like deer than human being." To be absolutely free! One is quite capable, of course, of working out these destructive passions in more vulgar and less efficient ways. But how glorious to release them in a single burst! To sing, to scream, to dance barefoot in the woods in the dead of night, with no more awareness of mortality than an animal! These are powerful mysteries. The bellowing of bulls. Springs of honey bubbling from the ground. If we are strong enough in our souls we can rip away the veil and look that naked, terrible beauty right in the face; let God consume us, devour us, unstring our bones. Then spit us out reborn.
- Donna Tartt, the secret history
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charliemacaulay · 2 months ago
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I’m on my way!
i need a jar of cherries and a smoke
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dear-slayer · 3 years ago
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I’m heading back to Missouri for the next week to visit family—can someone watch my apartment while I’m away?
( @valariewinter —will you be home by then?)
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charliemacaulay · 2 months ago
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Lord I have the worst headache. One too many whiskeys does you wrong on a day like this..
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redwinestainedlips · 3 years ago
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last night was a fever dream
@charlesmacau1ay @new-neanias @written-by-baudelaire @dear-slayer
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charliemacaulay · 3 years ago
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@deer-slayer​ Can this be us?
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Most powerful wizard
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bunnyzcor · 2 months ago
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Can you guys say some nice things about me?
(Please mention how attractive I am (unless your a man), how rich I am, and how smart I am)
Thanks oldies!
- your favorite bun ;)
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charlesmacau1ay · 3 years ago
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@millymacau1ay how about we invite everyone over for dinner, later?
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