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you say you like me because i am dazzlingly bright, but lover i will burn you [x]
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Heads up, I'm getting ready to phase out sticky notes altogether (unless you only want to buy B grade notes). My manufacturer has messed up the last three repeat orders over and over and I can't find a decent manu with a small enough moq.
I'm really sorry to discontinue them, they're one of my favorite items, but the frustration I'm having over getting any amount of quality control on these no longer makes up for the amount I sell.
#tuuw talks#tuuw shop#im going to throw a buuuunch of b grades on my shop soon so if you want miscentered lor sticky notes at a discount itll be your lucky day
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I did an English translation of Poem 104 from Book 11 of Martial's Epigrams. I think it's quite good
it is however rather NSFW (like, smuttily so) and therefore may be found under the cut
"Dear Wife"
Martial 11.104
Honey, it's my way or the highway:
I'm not Curius, Numa, or Tatius.
I like nights that stretch into drinking and fun:
You’ve had your water, you get mopey and can't wait to leave.
You want the dark: I like to play in full view of the lamp
And let its rays illuminate my form.
Cloths and clothes and modest robes cover you:
But a girl can’t get nude enough for me.
I adore hot steamy kisses:
You give me the kind you’d give your grandma in the morning.
You don't deem the deed worthy of moving, or help out by moaning
Or fingering yourself; you fuck like you're preparing wine and incense:
Trojan servants used to start wanking outside the door
Every time Andromache sat on Hector’s cock and rode him,
And even while Ulysses snored, faithful Penelope used to
Always have her hand on her sweet spot.
You won't let me fuck you in the arse: Cornelia let Gracchus,
Julia let Pompey, and didn't Portia let you, too, Brutus?
Before that particular attendant started mixing sweet wine for him
It was Juno who let Jupiter Ganymede her!
If you want respectability, you can be
Lucretia all day: at night I want Lais.
Uxor, vade foras aut moribus utere nostris:
non sum ego nec Curius nec Numa nec Tatius.
Me jucunda juvant tractae per pocula noctes:
tu properas pota surgere tristis aqua.
Tu tenebris gaudes: me ludere teste lucerna
et juvat admissa rumpere luce latus.
Fascia te tunicaeque obscuraque pallia celant:
at mihi nulla satis nuda puella jacet.
basia me capiunt blandas imitata columbas:
tu mihi das aviae qualia mane soles.
Nec motu dignaris opus nec voce juvare
nec digitis, tamquam tura merumque pares:
masturbabantur Phrygii post ostia servi,
Hectoreo quotiens sederat uxor equo,
et quamvis Ithaco stertente pudica solebat
illic Penelope semper habere manum.
Pedicare negas: dabat hoc Cornelia Graccho,
Julia Pompeio, Porcia, Brute, tibi;
dulcia Dardanio nondum miscente ministro
pocula Juno fuit pro Ganymede Jovi.
Si te delectat gravitas, Lucretia toto
sis licet usque die: Laida nocte volo.
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me doctarum hederae praemia frontium
dis miscent superis, me gelidum nemus
Nympharumque leves cum Satyris chori
secernunt populo, si neque tibias
Euterpe cohibet nec Polyhymnia
Lesboum refugit tendere barbiton.
quodsi me lyricis vatibus inseres,
sublimi feriam sidera vertice.
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To me the artist's meed, the ivy wreath
Is very heaven: me the sweet cool of woods,
Where Satyrs frolic with the Nymphs, secludes
From rabble rout, so but Euterpe's breath
Fail not the flute, nor Polyhymnia fly
Averse from stringing new the Lesbian lyre.
O, write my name among that minstrel choir,
And my proud head shall strike upon the sky!
Horace. The Odes and Carmen Saeculare of Horace. John Conington. trans. London. George Bell and Sons. 1882.
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{and the only response I ever had to I love you sounded a lot like you shouldn’t. - Miscent}
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Playing around with the alignment of my icon. Although I think it looks easier on the eye when slightly miscentered, I believe having it cenetered works best as it works in relay with the position of the star in the app.
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I did a thingy gif. I'm kinda proud, though I know I can do a little bit more. I'm just a bit lost on what and how to animate because of how limited the app store is with animation apps.
And yeah, you can animate in PicsArt. I don't know how FlipaClip works,,, nskslalsnja
#bomberman#bomberman oc#bombersona#animation#picsart#Also I miscentered her and didn't realized until later. That's why “wait fuck-” is there.
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The only one I'm gonna fix is the cigarette ad because I miscentered the brand name.
#Left 4 Dead#I'll be only mildly upset if no one understands where the hot dogs one comes from though
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hic pariter lapsae iunctoque per ipsum
amplexu miscent avidae lacrimasque comasque,
partitaeque artus redeunt alterna gementes
ad vultum et cara vicibus cervice fruuntur. (St.Theb.12.385-8)
here, collapsed, the two women eagerly mix their hair, their tears,
having joined in embrace over him evenly,
sharing his limbs, they return to his face, lamenting in turn
and they enjoy his dear neck in turn.
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[Fotos y vídeos] Jung So Min 정소민 nueva imagen de la marca Therapytion (by MiScent) 테라피션 x 미센트
[Fotos y vídeos] Jung So Min 정소민 nueva imagen de la marca Therapytion (by MiScent) 테라피션 x 미센트
Imágenes y vídeos oficiales de So Min, como nueva modelo de la marca.
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#미센트#테라피션#테라피션 x 미센트#정소민#정소민 테라피션#Jung So Min#Jung So Min Therapytion#MiScent#So Min#Therapytion (by MiScent)
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品尝一个人的自己的医学
Initium eius a servo Hermitcraft grian in domo propria mundi. Et erat alioquin unioni intermissum a servo, sicut est dies aut est de hoc quod est intense working frui aliquo tempore et aliquo brainstorm consilia quid esset facturus proximo post Sahara.
"Salve, mi nomen grian and- whaaaaat diaboli."
Iam non ignarus erat circumitam ab diem. April prius: Aprilis est fatuum.
Exspectabam tamen non penitus totam Hermitcraft servo?
Fui in insula, et pariunt, quae est a forsit quod non cognovi grian log off hic.
"Bene, stultus est et Aprilis est hodie scio, sed hic quod factum ...! Venit super me et super planning pranking caeteris, ne pranked me esse? Non est hic?"
Grian 's "De Nonne tu?" Lux cinereo concretum buxum sto e pulveris erat, defuit. Solum rei est unum obstructionum de pulveris, et caelum est unum obstructionum de rubrum temere villam quæ erat vitree in qua hic esset. Nec tamen est Veni esset integrum, non erat verum est.
Grian circumspicit et scratched eius caput in ignominiam.
"Non habeo idea est, quod suus 'iens on. Ego vadam etiam per Neque enim aliud est fatum videatur Hub et ..."
Sicut aedificator tripudio in porta justo murice velum operuit mirabile visu sono ipso aspectu et infernalis warping runs longiores. Mox e lintre prodigium stuporem magis miror.
'Quod factum est centrum et fundamentum ad inferiorem ?! "
Ubi autem semel in admirabile unum Season VI-ut-octo gradus in mundo, ubi nunc est malesuada euismod a, o-Jack maris et lucerna, per caeruleum tapete aut obstructionum, et fragmen griseo vitree. His erat inter aperta et cuneos in planum primum semestre commoratus netherrack heremitas in libero tempus purgandum et time- spawnable cursus erat. Ergo inter grids ad Zombie pigmen galore erant aliqui defluet ossa et occasionaliter coruscare. Neque enim solum videtur quod unus porta.
"Omnes nos labore! Menses et consumpta opus in this- ut bene, alii autem: Ego iustus fodit a copulabis centum novellis ovibus netherrack et adhuc!" Grian suam conquestus est, quod secundum metaphoram viewers video esse eius post vigilantes.
Et conversus ad portam vidit scalam sagged humero suo modulo Mirandula claudere postes basi censuerant.
"O nihil, quod factum est ad turpia? Hoc non est bonum ... bene oblivisci quod hodie est planning si reliquum igitur servo, si sic Im 'iens circum et calamitatem cum venerit quod in servo, "grian attenuate arrisit, ut sciat plene bene Xisuma ac verisimile est hanc duobus aliis profecti sunt.
In foribus exspectabat lintre quinque secundis et egressus Overworld antequam in corpore nigro purpureo.
Et statim cadit in Oceanum.
Grian renavit ad superficiem et saliente tussis.
"In venias!" Conquestus conculcantes aquam (quod cum obtinuisset optimus temporum usu fuisse faciendi quantum oceanus) respexit ad basin Oceano. Aqua in vas superna suffusas quod celeriter et ad purgandum eum lentium salsa licet laneum quando inutilis esset infecta. Posuit super oculos, ita ut par footage et anhelavit.
"Mea basi"
Et basis erat basically esse. Solum defuit exemplum temere moenibus neque eget male habens centrum apud inferos. Candida per duas columnas duas ibi concreti, ubi multitudine coalescit quondam turris et in minoribus basi una turrium fundamenta grian extra cardines albo nerd impedimentum concretum.
"Haec insaniens ..." grian in derisum tibi sensus tremendum. "Omnia abiit! Meum in cibum thesauris, qui superius labrum non radit machine- O, nihil, non video tamen aliquid vitree, o nooooo ..."
Grian ducti ab eius basi in annulum quo sciebat viros esse circa eum ingens basi nollet esse. Ille uno in loco inventus est circulus-wide obstructionum aqua ad superficiem. Uidet et grian caput quassans Donec ante oculos iam completam oleo turrem aedificare altitudo illius.
'QUALES pulmentum haec, guys ... id credere non possum. Quam diu eam accipere et ad haec guys facere esses nisi quod uti WorldEdit? TNT? Ut exsisto pia, hoc tamquam moles molem de TNT usus. si disperdam eos cum basi TNT, Im 'okay cum honestus est. non est meus ventus obstructionum! nolite solliciti esse guys, ego autem hic ante cibum de mundo, nisi, sicut ego tibi unius ludio ludius ludere iam in Hermitcraft! '
Detinuit giggles malum sciens nimirum quod eos esse tota die et ignorantis erat litteralis. Grian extruxerat est in alio aliquo reali, coelitum Locate ad trahendum in agente adnexarum l lascivia spectatoribus suis, et tamen est prorsus exitum invenire vias, ut solitarii consumens Prank ab initio est. Sed iam ad risum tenere character- prolapsis consiliorum maximorum futurum consilia dare fugeret
"Ego videre ad aliud opus basium 's! Xisuma s? Falsum est! Mumbo scriptor!" Et felis anhelavit "Quid accidit Mumball ?!"
Tulitque anulum in saltu s artificis sui Architech est et turpis. plurimum ad stationem Architech intactam adhuc et in statione pontis saepibus hinc inde usque ad nihilum suggestu et faciens mirabilia quaedam similis mari aggere. Quod non abstulit adhuc enim quinque seconds a grian exitium venit in visum est in proximo.
"O noooooo," risit grian miserabile 'et ratio repono "
In compagibus (ALIQUANTULO squished) basi sphaerica praeditum esse omnino integrum. Et omni speculo videri potest fracti sunt, inter quas est tenendum vitrum aqua repono ratio AD ad mumbo est ratio. Inundaverunt aquae super pectora, sunt enim inter uias urbis onto rura inferius.
«Hoc dictum est ..." aedificavit autem gemens et volavit super sphaera, non defuit aqua ad terram in omnibus. Bumbo Balloni cuncta conspicit unum in summitate levitating mumbo potestate crinibus ora nives golems intus partis defuit vagari post quatuor versus Micro biomes aureis.
"Mumbo? Mumbo mihi est hic? Mumbo jumbo! Mumboooooooooooo! Noli postulo ut satus et cantant canticum AFK? Mumbo jumbo, in quo vos non estis, needtobeeee ... Bene, quod est etiam peius quam mihi cantores et cantatrices, cum aeger eram. ne remix esse. O ne nunc Im 'iens impetro a Saccharum carmen etiam non! ego autem si vere loquitur prohibere ... "
Quod autem in una fossa humo operui maculosus grian tecta pelagus staturam. Compertoque Plautum et in ipso jucundo et anhelans descendit ut eam in spe: mumbo de horto in quo fuit in lectulo suo.
"Mumbo! Venite ad vultus ad quod factum est basis? Est insaniam convertunt!" Exclamaverunt grian, sperans per hoc non unumquemque April stulti miscent se possit ad coclear. Tamen putavit se repente factum fuerat mumbo Alienor resistit.
An sto armis, armis indutus est in griseo mortuus zonam, cum mumbo supra caput, a quo librum edidit in magica arma habere tamquam sicut ludio ludius stans.
Grian sto ad suffusionem vultus.
Cecidit super arma dedere et erectas falsum stare. "Mumbo nulla! Sufficit vobis quod iam vertitur in armis resistere? Et horror sum ego solus ille solitarius non abiit in domum suam in armis sto quia hodie? Quid saevis aversatus eum! Wow, sicut et canetis Joe ' risisse se ad caput quassans.
"Lorem, quod fuit ipsum ridiculam, sed nescio quid facere nunc. Keep servo bibendum? Im 'solus unus online, to ... quod suus' iens impetro odiosis sine ullo penitus, et figure ex quo factum est in calculonis servi ... "grian prope dixit" ludo "quod dedisset velámen ab illa oblivione, quae fuit Aprilis insipiens est.
Et buzzed telephonum nigrum in sinum macilentos jeans. Everriculum eum, et erat servo notitia a text.
xisumavoid joined ludum.
<Xisumavoid> quod factum est ad basis ?!<Xisumavoid> grian! Quid fecisti?!<Xisumavoid> illic 'ubique ipsos custodes?
xisumavoid usura magicae custos appositus occidit lectis.
<Xisumavoid> mihi in occursum ad shopping regio. Nunc.
"Im 'iens ut esse in tribulationis adeo ut ne quidem aliquid mihi faciunt,« grian gemens' non dicam tibi in occursum eius cum eo. Hoc autem non est vir mecum VEL in veste pullum? "
Parvam cameram suam removit grian nuntiavit devoratur insula aedificare moles superposita.
"Hoc est pulmentum sicut bene! Heu! In Stock commutationem, iTrade, Tek Skies- meam ad ALEX tabernam"
Locus erat utraque genera mali. Velit esse centrum inferni, in stativis grian T, in turpia mumbo umoris et visum totum agrum shopping WorldEdit cutouts tabernas media constructum erat ut staret, sive directe sive gradatim scandit.
"Non habeo verba ..." grian murmurati estis ad se. Non solum quae est, sed quae ex se erat, et currens non dico ad aes sonans repetita ejus, et fundes in mumbo, quemadmodum.
Egressus foras in platea portae iTrade et vidi cum inferno.
"Xisuma? Certe novi te insanire, sed quod modo non sum confusa! Questus sum cogitavi et hoc ad me?" Conclamat.
Nullum responsum.
Grian frowned. "Xisuma?"
Et testudo et conspuebant atris conditur ille apud inferos warbled portal.
"Grian, nescio quid did-"
"Non me"
"Per memetipsum iuravi, si dicitur quod esset vir in costume- pullum"
'Non fuit? Meum basi fuerit ad cardines Nerd! Cur hoc facio, ut ad me? " Grian interrogavit. Ecce confundentur et cessavit ostendere fabricator Xisuma certamen incessit oculi visor purpureum.
"Quis ergo fecit?" X postulavit. Grian humeros contraxit.
"Quomodo scio si me? Non enim ego iam in diebus duas"
«O mihi dies ..." X ponet manum suam super cassidem, et respicere ad caelum. "Non intellegis..."
Et stetit tacitus cogitare quasi una hora incerta est nec dicere in hoc quod facere pulmentum.
"Tu certus Vestri 'non trying ut ad me?"
"PROH, tam densa ... stulti estis, si vos nec fecistis illam, et fecistis vobis videtur?"
Et exclamaverunt voce paulo ante grian Xisuma mouisset viridi qualis non simul. Et circum Milesia vellera ad...
"01001000 01000101 01001100 01001100 01001111 00100000 01000111 01010010 01001001 01000001 01001110"
Et alii dixerunt quod hoc non debeat iterari, in PG-oneshot.
At cum apud se est frigida sanguinis grian cucurrit oculi nigrum inanimatum.
"NPC ?! te vidi justum in domo mea?"
"Et Ego te cogitavi ut interdictum, quod malum Xisuma! Get servo meo off!" X iussit.
«Et quid tibi donat ius circa iubes?"
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"NON!" Statim conversa grian reclamantes abibis autem alternis versio ipse conversus post tergum suum fervens oculis rubet.
"Et mane die altera cogitavi!" Hic squeaked per. X erexit et frons grian sed dixit nihil.
"Vides hunc praeclarum chao fecit nobis?" Nuntiatum Xisuma mali, quo initiatus est brachium suum shopping regio ut destruatur "putas te adhuc servo? No! EGO sum iam Hermitcraft admin of"
"01000001 01001110 01000100 00100000 01001001 00100000 01000001 01001101 00100000 01010100 01001000 01000101 00100000 01000010 01010101 01001001 01001100 01000100 01000101 01010010 00100000 01001110 01001111 01010111 00100000 01000111 01010010 01001001 01000001 01001110" NPC grian verisimile non habuisse eundem vicit, malicious risus quam, si fecerit malum X poterant.
X grian et oculos alter ad alterum constituamus super hoc probabile cum quaesivisset hoc idem alter ex altera.
Et non dicitur aliquid de Doppelganger?
Admin rufus et attenuate arrisit usque ad tenuit manum.
"Pueri Bene, suus 'bonus est currere. Sed Hermitcraft servo mea modo:" Malum X grinned. "Dic vale mundo autem viri pretiosam".
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Grian coepi ut dimisso capite morior, sperans invenire viam suam, ut judicio contendam adversum intellegentiae artificialis par versionem Xisuma et aliis. Sed ex digitis NPC grian conniveret ferunt, nam iam rubra micantes et omnia consumantur.
Grian caput quassans lightheaded Sensus: invenies circumspicit et se ipsum in quadam confusa cognitione omnium players The Hub et nota cityscape.
Xisuma ipse, scilicet patiens esse in effectis eiusdem a coactus e servo ut bene.
"O mihi dies: Quid accidit?"
"I no clue possedi hominem. Sed hoc vel demens Aprilis in ipso facinore, abiit iniuriam vel iustus perdidit," grian gemitus. "Cum vocasset eam nunc erit quæ ad normalis a mane ..."
X remigibus grunnisse Elpenora excepit. "Scio quod me supra in hac parte, sed non omnia? Puto nos iustus habere amisit Hermitcraft! Admin et si Im 'non amplius, et ego non usore in calculonis servi tui et calce abjecistis malum qui X et Dudus erat et ... et ... "
Certum est non Adeptus grian certiorem adipiscing maxime quia hoc facinore centum sentio. Simpliciter sursum ejus memoria et specula super nasum suum, faciens certus sunt usque X scriptor libri commemorare terrore, smirking ad hoc ipsum, ut iret usque ad magnum video in fine diei.
Ibi paucos esse cognitum quasi Perks prankster. Et hac occasione non est praetereundum fiat in modo me potes?
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X male cum sociis suis reduxit et risus donec usus est / calcitrant calce abjecistis grian et imperium in contrarium in calculonis servi. Uterque apparuit in oculis eius statimque egrediens hysterics tenens lacrimas genibus posse videatur.
"Quod Erat pretiosa!"
"01001001 00100000 01000001 01000111 01010010 01000101 01000101 00100000 01010100 01001000 01000001 01010100 00100000 01010111 01000001 01010011 00100000 01010110 01000101 01010010 01011001 00100000 01000110 01010101 01001110 01001110 01011001" NPC Grian agreed in his robotic tone. "01001001 00100000 01010100 01001000 01001001 01001110 01001011 00100000 01001001 01010100 00100000 01001001 01010011 00100000 01010100 01001001 01001101 01000101 00100000 01010100 01001111 00100000 01010010 01000101 01010100 01010101 01010010 01001110 00100000 01010100 01001111 00100000 01001101 01011001 00100000 01000011 01001100 01001111 01010011 01000101 01010100 00100000 01001110 01001111 01010111"
"Awww, bleibst du nicht länger bei Grian?" AI DocM rogavit ut resonaret in spe paululum decido.
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"Tu certus vos erant 'iens ut esse tutum si ire in domum suam?" Python rogavit, "Nonne grian aliquid?"
"01001001 00100000 01010111 01001001 01001100 01001100 00100000 01001100 01001001 01001011 01000101 01001100 01011001 00100000 01000111 01000101 01010100 00100000 01011001 01000101 01001100 01001100 01000101 01000100 00100000 01000001 01010100 00100000 01000001 01001110 01000100 00100000 01010100 01001000 01000101 01001110 00100000 01001000 01000101 00100000 01010111 01001111 01010101 01001100 01000100 00100000 01001100 01000001 01010101 01000111 01001000 00100000 01001000 01000101 00100000 01001100 01001001 01001011 01000101 01010011 00100000 01010000 01010010 01000001 01001110 01001011 01010011 00100000 01000001 01001110 01000100 00100000 01010111 01000001 01010011 00100000 01010100 01000001 01001100 01001011 01001001 01001110 01000111 00100000 01001111 01000110 00100000 01000001 01010000 01010010 01001001 01001100 00100000 01000110 01001111 01001111 01001100 00100111 01010011 00100000 01000101 01000001 01010010 01001100 01001001 01000101 01010010"
"Re: sic enim non tantum eo. Damnant," Ex murmurati estis.
"Ich kenne den Mann nicht, er schien ziemlich überrascht zu sein, NPG dort zu sehen," Doc attenuate arrisit ad nutum fundamentalem."Es ist gut, endlich wieder bei den Stunts anzufangen, die er mich angezogen hat."
Dira passus satis scire ex aliquo facta sunt autem qui laborant in aspectu delectationem factum est aliquid rationis. Creeper Rhamnales-physicus, cyborg-off generis dedit illud vero et vibes intelligentes ex illa posset bene. Et rubrum creeper Rhamnales hybrid erat ultra cogitationem pessimam: vibe quam sinister, nisi fuissent hospitalius ad EX, et NPC grian pro brevi concedebatur in calculonis servi quam alii ex aliis solitarii consumens, qui duxerant notitiam eorum de facinore in horas fuerat grian expectantes, partim forte Xisuma, ut adveho online.
"EGO coniecto Peius 'exsisto iens ut primum videt quod Dominus est adhuc X re-admin et movebo, et abscidi novis potestatibus vester vobiscum' X assumed mali, paulo tristis, sed etiam cognoscendi prorsus qui meruit ferat ob hanc rem trahens iterum.
"Wir sehen uns dann, denke ich,sehen uns dann, denke ich," Doc rite dicitur magis et amne transmisso pergeret contra Nec portal.
NPC grian pythonem, et armum separationis, posse rem reddere vale, simpliciter prima abierunt.
EX ingemuit quassans caput et initium protulerunt de machinis Xisuma minister ordinarius prius ereptum esse multos tam inciviliter calce sicut prius.
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Of course the first thing I post is April Fool’s XD
Dang, Tumblr’s world limit sucks, I had to cut out the last scene that was like 5 lines :/
Translation: https://beccas-a-kermit.tumblr.com/post/183899408816/the-pranker-gets-pranked
#april fools#april fools 2019#hermitcraft#latin#grian#xisuma#xisumavoid#npc_grian#npcgrian#docm77#evilxisuma#theres a translation dont try to read this#my works#pythonmc
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trauma is generational || [x]
#miscent#trauma#generational trauma#prose#poetry#avoidant#avoidant attachment#attachment style#fear#fearful avoidant#anxious attachment#excerpt#excerpt from a book i'll never write#love#i love you#love po#spilled ink#poetblr#poet blog
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Feedback wanted: Had these printed twice and 2nd one is still miscentered AND stretched out (left is 1st, right is 2nd try)... Am I being too picky?
Some who saw these irl said they look fine but imo the errors are too obvious I'm really frustrated with this printer rn
#tuuw talks#im not going to make this rebloggable but feel free to reply#sticky notes are my favorite thing to make rn it's so frustrating i can't find a manu who actually gets them right#I know printers vary slightly#I've worked on printing/cutting these types of things before for a living#but I'm really picky about the details and it's frustrating me that whoever is making these isn't as picky about them as I am :/
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<span class="urielgt">Titre RP</span><span class="urielst">et un sous-titre, pour la classe!</span>
<div class="urielfond3"><span class="urieltitre">ft. XXX</span>Cum haec taliaque sollicitas eius aures everberarent expositas semper eius modi rumoribus et patentes, varia animo tum miscente consilia, tandem id ut optimum factu elegit: et Vrsicinum primum ad se venire summo cum honore mandavit ea specie ut pro rerum tunc urgentium captu disponeretur concordi consilio, quibus virium incrementis Parthicarum gentium a arma minantium impetus frangerentur.
Eodem tempore etiam Hymetii praeclarae indolis viri negotium est actitatum, cuius hunc novimus esse textum. cum Africam pro consule regeret Carthaginiensibus victus inopia iam lassatis, ex horreis Romano populo destinatis frumentum dedit, pauloque postea cum provenisset segetum copia, integre sine ulla restituit mora.
Ardeo, mihi credite, Patres conscripti (id quod vosmet de me existimatis et facitis ipsi) incredibili quodam amore patriae, qui me amor et subvenire olim impendentibus periculis maximis cum dimicatione capitis, et rursum, cum omnia tela undique esse intenta in patriam viderem, subire coegit atque excipere unum pro universis. Hic me meus in rem publicam animus pristinus ac perennis cum C. Caesare reducit, reconciliat, restituit in gratiam.
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On this Day | 8 December
In 65 BC, Q. Horatius Flaccus (Horace), the Roman Republican poet famous for his Odes, was born in Venosa, Italy.
Maecenas atavis edite regibus,
o et praesidium et dulce decus meum,
sunt quos curriculo pulverem Olympicum
collegisse iuvat metaque fervidis
evitata rotis palmaque nobilis
terrarum dominos evehit ad deos;
hunc, si mobilium turba Quiritium
certat tergeminis tollere honoribus;
illum, si proprio condidit horreo
quicquid de Libycis verritur areis.
Gaudentem patrios findere sarculo
agros Attalicis condicionibus
numquam demoveas, ut trabe Cypria
Myrtoum pavidus nauta secet mare.
Luctantem Icariis fluctibus Africum
mercator metuens otium et oppidi
laudat rura sui; mox reficit rates
quassas, indocilis pauperiem pati.
Est qui nec veteris pocula Massici
nec partem solido demere de die
spernit, nunc viridi membra sub arbuto
stratus, nunc ad aquae lene caput sacrae.
Multos castra iuvant et lituo tubae
permixtus sonitus bellaque matribus
detestata. Manet sub Iove frigido
venator tenerae coniugis inmemor,
seu visa est catulis cerva fidelibus,
seu rupit teretis Marsus aper plagas.
Me doctarum hederae praemia frontium
dis miscent superis, me gelidum nemus
Nympharumque leves cum Satyris chori
secernunt populo, si neque tibias
Euterpe cohibet nec Polyhymnia
Lesboum refugit tendere barbiton.
Quod si me lyricis vatibus inseres,
sublimi feriam sidera vertice.
Maecenas, born of monarch ancestors,
The shield at once and glory of my life!
There are who joy them in the Olympic strife
And love the dust they gather in the course;
The goal by hot wheels shunn’d, the famous prize,
Exalt them to the gods that rule mankind;
This joys, if rabbles fickle as the wind
Through triple grade of honours bid him rise,
That, if his granary has stored away
Of Libya’s thousand floors the yield entire;
The man who digs his field as did his sire,
With honest pride, no Attalus may sway
By proffer’d wealth to tempt Myrtoan seas,
The timorous captain of a Cyprian bark.
The winds that make Icarian billows dark
The merchant fears, and hugs the rural ease
Of his own village home; but soon, ashamed
Of penury, he refits his batter’d craft.
There is, who thinks no scorn of Massic draught,
Who robs the daylight of an hour unblamed,
Now stretch’d beneath the arbute on the sward,
Now by some gentle river’s sacred spring;
Some love the camp, the clarion’s joyous ring,
And battle, by the mother’s soul abhorr’d.
See, patient waiting in the clear keen air,
The hunter, thoughtless of his delicate bride,
Whether the trusty hounds a stag have eyed,
Or the fierce Marsian boar has burst the snare.
To me the artist’s meed, the ivy wreath
Is very heaven: me the sweet cool of woods,
Where Satyrs frolic with the Nymphs, secludes
From rabble rout, so but Euterpe’s breath
Fail not the flute, nor Polyhymnia fly
Averse from stringing new the Lesbian lyre.
O, write my name among that minstrel choir,
And my proud head shall strike upon the sky!
Horace, Odes 1.1. Translated by John Conington (1882).
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bedlamsbard replied to your post: if you truly want a glimpse into the roman psyche,...
ovid is amazing, tbh.
TRULY!!! I mean.. the priorities here are just.............. incredible. when your tricolon crescens BEGINS with a husband wishing death on his wife (and vice versa) and concludes with “lurida terribiles miscent aconita novercae; / filius ante diem patrios inquirit in annos.” you know you're truly on the path to poetic glory
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