Rise Up, Oh Heart, For There is Another Battle to Win

ardatli:

sciencefictionbaby:

this next trick is a little something i like to call “bulking out my bibliography with articles I barely looked at”

“Works Sighted”

(Source: alicesaurusfragilis, via skymurdock)

littlestartopaz:

jakeogyllenhaal:

“hey, how was school?”

@words-writ-in-starlight @lathori

(Source: kylos)

Anonymous asked: *sends encouraging music* pls dont die

Anonymous said:

drink water and dont die pls

Anonymous said:

hello i hope you’re eating and drinking and sleeping in all the required amounts. dont die.

Anonymous said:

TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF MAKE SURE YOU EAT HAVE YOU EATEN GO EAT SOMETHING (DRINK WATER) (BE SAFE AND DONT DIE) YOU CAN DO IT

Anonymous said:

DO THE WORK YOU CAN DO IT *CHEERS YOU ON AGGRESSIVELY, BUT IN A GENTLE FASHION* (THERE IS NO NEED TO REPLY TO THIS)

I don’t know if these were all the same person checking in once a week or what but y’all have really been keeping my going through the last push on my thesis and I’m going to go through my inbox and actually clear out all of these messages because they’re sweet as hell.

Anonymous asked: omigosh congratulations on your thesis!!!

THANK YOU SO MUCH

NOT ONLY IS THE THESIS COMPLETE, BUT I ALSO JUST GOT BACK FROM THE ANNUAL THESIS BURNING

AS YA DO

wildehacked:

This is an artificial leech. 

They were used to bleed patients, back when virtually every illness–mental and physical–was treated with bloodletting, purging, and blistering. It punctures the skin at many points and draws the blood like a syringe, so the doctors could measure how much blood they were taking. It was considered more scientific and more humane than a knife, a blood stick, or a real leech, which were also in use. They were used at Bethlehem Royal Hospital in the 1700s. They were, of course, medically useless, although no one knew that at the time.

There are pink starbursts on the inside of Thomas’s elbows. The scars trail up the vulnerable skin of his inner arms in perfectly even rows. 

“You weren’t sick,” James grinds out, fingers digging into that tender skin. 

Thomas looks utterly vacant for a moment, his breath slow and steady. “They believed they were helping me,” he says after a while. 

nobeatnomelody:

First semester: I’m passionately smashin’ every expectation

Second semester: I am more than willing to die

(via skymurdock)

*bangs head repeatedly against desk*

SO. GODDAMN. CLOSE.

AND YET.

NOTHING.

Update on the thesis process: today I worked on my thesis for like seven hours and all I have to show for it is a headache and shame.

PSA regarding my absence

I have a thesis due in 17 days (I don’t know what day of the week it is, but I can tell you down to the minute how long I have to finish my thesis) and am therefore p much offline. I do like five minutes of Tumblr a day and I do not always remember messenging is a thing, I am Sorry.

Point​ is, @everyone who has tried to contact me and gotten either NO response or a super perfunctory one, PLEASE DO NOT TAKE IT PERSONAL, I forgot lunch two days this week, I’m a mess and ily I just haven’t answered you, okay, take care of yourselves drink water etc etc, I’m fine I’m just also dying.

I’ll let you all know when I’m Done and also it will be obvious because I’ll start putting out fic again. @everyone who has asked about this or that fic or series, it’s not abandoned, I WILL finish it, just not atm because see above re: death and also dying.