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darkacademiaasblog · 3 years
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The Dead Poet's Society, 1989.
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darkacademiaasblog · 3 years
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You're breathtaking. I know you don't see it, but god, every piece of you is fucking effervescent. The way you think turns my own mind inside out and your laugh cuts to the deepest spot inside my chest. Do you know what I'd do to call that smile mine?
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darkacademiaasblog · 3 years
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In vain have I struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.
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darkacademiaasblog · 3 years
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~ Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights.
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darkacademiaasblog · 3 years
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darkacademiaasblog · 3 years
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“It is truth universally acknowledged that a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife”. - Jane Austen
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darkacademiaasblog · 3 years
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Sometimes I wish I was born in the 1970s or 80s, studying English literature in a castle and had the creativity and insanity to write something dark yet beautiful, romantic but heartbreaking with characters so close to my heart that it'd be a whole world in it.
-R♡
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darkacademiaasblog · 3 years
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We all wear masks,
some with makeup
some with smiles
some with wives or husbands
cars or clothes
we hide from the world
and from ourselves
we hide from our truths
behind our eyes
running always from our real
but somewhere there
where truth meets courage
we are waiting to be found
waiting to stand to the world
masks down
and say loudly and boldly
this is us
this is our truth
this is everything real about me
and when that day comes
if it is true
we will begin our lives again
the way they were intended
when the world first
saw our face.
-Atticus
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