March 15 - Tumblr Posts
Beware the Ides of March (and history majors)
Yesterday was of course an infamous day in history, and the best way to celebrate is to walk into your 9 am classical history lecture dressed as a roman senator. When the opportunity presents itself I guess you just have to go for it? (much to my professor's bewilderment)
Anyway, happy late anniversary to the day that Caesar decided to completely ignore valuable advice that would return to stab him in the back.
It’s Santa’s birthday!!
TODAY IT’S A GREAT DAY BECAUSE IT’S MARCH 15th THE DAY WHEN DENZEL CROCKER LOST HIS HAPPINESS AND IT’S ALSO ANNOY SQUIDWARD DAY
honestly one of the best things on this site
No, I'm not buying 23 roman daggers for nefarious purposes. Why would you ever think that.
Nuh uh. Totally not.
Ha
's been a while
No, I'm not buying 23 roman daggers for nefarious purposes. Why would you ever think that.
Nuh uh. Totally not.
my thought process:
im either gonna get rickrolled or weezerd-
oh no it’s just a post about the sky
this is pretty
…
i expected nothing less
et tu brute?
Happy Ides of March!! I hope all of you have fun stabbing your enemies 23 times in the back. 🫶
Todays the day!!!
Take one and pass it on
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"Kill them with kindness" WRONG. 60 DAGGERS IN SENATE 🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️
Since stabby day is on its way, how about we see how everyone feels about Julius Cesar's death
This feels like an Asterix Bit
I love it
This feels like an Asterix Bit
I love it
Ceasar has been dead for 2,068 slutty, slutty years 🫡
Happy anniversary of Éowyn stabbing the Witch-king in the face
It happened on March 15!
I lost track of the wounds
In the end
The only one that mattered
Was the one you gave me
In the end
The only one that mattered
Was you
In the end
It was the betrayal that slaughtered me
Before the blood loss
When your eyes sliced into my soul
Puncturing the vital organ
I was dead before your blade parted flesh
Ghost before my body hit the ground
~
In the end
My final breath
An exhale of your name
That still tasted like home on the tounge
My blood forgetting to be afraid
In your familar palms
~
But if I am spirit
Why I am the one haunted?
By you
Or some part of you that perished
With me
Begging for mercy
I do not know how to grant you
~
And if you lived
Why did I find you
Haunting your own shell
When I returned to
Forgive you
~
~And Caeser Thinks: If Betrayal Is A Kiss, I am Glad I Tasted It Last From Your Lips
I lost track of the wounds
In the end
The only one that mattered
Was the one you gave me
In the end
The only one that mattered
Was you
In the end
It was the betrayal that slaughtered me
Before the blood loss
When your eyes sliced into my soul
Puncturing the vital organ
I was dead before your blade parted flesh
Ghost before my body hit the ground
~
In the end
My final breath
An exhale of your name
That still tasted like home on the tounge
My blood forgetting to be afraid
In your familar palms
~
But if I am spirit
Why I am the one haunted?
By you
Or some part of you that perished
With me
Begging for mercy
I do not know how to grant you
~
And if you lived
Why did I find you
Haunting your own shell
When I returned to
Forgive you
~
~And Caeser Thinks: If Betrayal Is A Kiss, I am Glad I Tasted It Last From Your Lips
honestly one of the best things on this site