Emily. 20. Wisconsinite. Beatle freak. Wes Anderson fan. Ukulele player. Passionate about things most peculiar. If I had a pocket full of fucks, I still wouldn't give one. Ask me things about anythings. "We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars." -Oscar Wilde moons rising
So you know that post about Bullshitticus, God of students? We made a shrine to him in the hopes that it will help us in this dire time of midnight essay writing and finals studying.
Hail, Bullshitticus, for You are Wise
I come to you with bloodshot eyes
I’ve wasted time, I’ve put things off-
I need caffeine in a piglike trough!
So please Bullshitticus, help me finish
the work I have and my stress diminish.
(original bullshitted prayer to the God of Bullshit and Students by yours truly)
also i always pray to Apollo at moments like this and he’s just like “well this is what you get for waiting until 1 am before it’s due, i didn’t do that, YOU did”
In this time of term papers I wanted to draw my patron deity, Bullshitticus, god of students and general last minute fudgery, sitting upon his Golden Futon, attended by the muses Caffeina and Thesaurae, whose powers of artificial energy and pretentious vocabulary can be invoked in case of the all-nighter.
I like to think he’s Dionysus’s second cousin or something.
Making out with a girl for the first time is the coolest thing and the second coolest thing is driving home and getting aware of all the parts of your face where she was and tasting her lip balm on your lips. The third coolest thing is outer space.