time for you to hear me speak french.

I want whatever Lemony Snicket was on when he came up with the phrase “Pietrisycamollaviadelrechiotemexity” like I just know he was pissing himself laughing as he wrote a baby saying it

les mis can be a commedy. To me.

y'all executive dysfunction sucks ass. THE ENTIRE DAY, all that's been going on in my head is a series of things that i reallyreallyreally want to do but i just c a n t. i wanna read ? nah not allowed to, stuck compulsively scrolling through youtube shorts i wanna write ? i have tons of motivation for writing ? so many ideas ??? all i need to do is walk a couple steps n pick up pen and paper and sit down but NO, i must play this game even though the prospect of writing is so much more appealing at this very moment ITS SO FUCKING STUPID and the fact that executive dysfunction occurs so frequently and not just for things that sound so boring or tedious or anxiety inducing and make my brain want to melt and my eyes gloss over BUT ALSO FOR THINGS I really WANT TO DO I JUST

d u d e .

y'all I did it. I wrote an asoue fanfic it's called 'it's you, it's me, it's us' and it's on ao3. If reading that sentence didn't give you a heart attack, please head over and check it out! The fic is an AU so you don't have to be familiar with the story. Plus, it's GAY.

it’s about lemony processing his grief over jacques’s death even as he prepares it for public consumption. it’s about lemony describing his own brother’s death. it’s about lemony who has been telling this story through the baudelaire’s eyes having himself bleed into it as he describes the death of his brother. it’s about knowing lemony likely found out the nitty gritty of it through his research. it’s about lemony losing his brother. it’s about lemony losing control of the narrative for just a second. 

Baudelaire would be soooo disappointed in me, I've traversed the horrors of human existence without drinking a sip of alcohol, smoking a single cigarette, snorting a single gram of opium honestly what kind of Decadent am I

A new favorite from the little bit of reading I managed to get done while waiting to get tattooed yesterday. I love Charles Baudelaire.

Let’s say, hypothetically, one did not finish a book series due to the 13th book being unavailable in their local library.  Let us also hypothesize that they watched the live-action adaptation of the series to finish the plot.  Now, hypothetically, they do not particularly want to read the final book of the series because they heard that it had a far more depressing ending than the live action adaptation and they still can’t find it in their local library.

There is no point to this hypothesis.  It’s all hypothetical.

"Las flores del mal", de Charles Baudelaire

ASOUE was really funny and really sad reading it the first time, and the second time round it’s been even funnier but way way way WAY more sad for me.

One of those cases where knowing exactly what’s coming to pass just makes it so much sadder.

Get you a man that loves you like Lemony loves Beatrice

Le Mort Joyeux, Charles Baudelaire

Swim and Sleep (Like A Shark), Unknown Mortal Orchestra

started reading les fleurs de mal by baudelaire and the preface says the collection was originally supposed to be called les lesbiennes (the lesbians). absolute perfection, no notes, why did he ever change it

not gonna lie, I came a little

I think everyone should read Baudelaire also