friendlydad:

have you ever just assumed that a word was pronounced a certain way and you end up pronouncing it incorrectly throughout your entire life and then one day someone corrects you and its like you can almost hear satan laughing as the flames of hell begin to seep up from underground and slowly burn you to death

yesterday i dreamed that a guy i knew from high school was walking around dressed as robespierre poking random people with a long wooden stick and threatening to send them to the revolutionary court for endangering the republic. i got mad at him and it got to a point where i yelled smth like “your portrayal of robespierre is a grotesque caricature of a complex historical character and your attitude is frankly medieval” (??) and he was like “you can’t use the word medieval to refer to a man who lived in the late modern age” and i got even madder and retorted “i was using medieval as an adjective to your imbecility you fucking energumen”

i feel like this whole dream is a representation of what my life has become