so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
Giveaway Contest: To celebrate 2020, we’re giving away twenty paperback classics featuring Truman Capote, Virginia Woolf, T.S. Eliot, John Steinbeck, Agatha Christie, and others! Won’t this collection look lovely on your shelf? :D To win these classics, you must: 1) be following macrolit on Tumblr (yes, we will check. :P), and 2) reblog this post. We will choose a random winner on February 29, at which time we’ll start a new giveaway. And yes, we’ll ship to any country. Easy, right? Good luck!
Giveaway Contest: We’re giving away fifteen vintage paperback classics by Homer, Walt Whitman, Carson McCullers, Ray Bradbury, John Steinbeck, Shakespeare, and others! Won’t this collection look lovely on your shelf? :D To win these classics, you must: 1) be following macrolit on Tumblr (yes, we will check. :P), and 2) reblog this post. We will choose a random winner on August 19, at which time we’ll start a new giveaway. And yes, we’ll ship to any country. Easy, right? Good luck!
so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
Love how tumblr has its own folk stories. Yeah the God of Arepo we’ve all heard the story and we all still cry about it. Yeah that one about the woman locked up for centuries finally getting free. That one about the witch who would marry anyone who could get her house key from her cat and it’s revealed she IS the cat after the narrator befriends the cat.
Reblog if you really love Hermes, like if you really love Hermes.
reblog in 2.45 seconds or this humpty dumpty egg shaped being will appear in your bedroom at midnight and shoot hard boiled eggs at you and i should know bc my mom’s sister’s best friend didn’t reblog it four months ago and she is still covered in egg shaped bruises and this face still haunts her every waking hour
reblog in 2.45 seconds or this humpty dumpty egg shaped being will appear in your bedroom at midnight and shoot hard boiled eggs at you and i should know bc my mom’s sister’s best friend didn’t reblog it four months ago and she is still covered in egg shaped bruises and this face still haunts her every waking hour
In light of recent events, I have realised that this is just my anxiety dump and where I keep my likes. I have another Tumblr. I will not tell you what.
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