I’m reading the textbook for the class I have a huge exam in tomorrow.

And it quoted William Rufus calling someone a “son of a whore.”

Which I do all the time. Because “son of a bitch” is just so boring.

But I’m excited. Because I didn’t know that was actually a thing.

Sometimes in history the people who you empathise with the most might not be the most important. But the fact that they existed and someone remembers them means that you should keep going. I hope that I can worm my way into history so that someone likes me as much as I like these men in 900 years.

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