if someone asks me what i did this year i will scream my lungs out and run away to a forest

You know the melancholic feeling when you listen to an old song and it brings everything from the past back, the friendships, inside jokes, memories, events.

The most precious gold to be found on Earth.

at school: when i go home i get done all the work i procrastinated

once home: sike

green academia

(my personal favourite sub-aesthetic)

2.12.21// here we go again - with phd research and norwegian grammar exercises... it’s honestly everything i do right now to distract myself from the actual classes i need to take, but, surprisingly i’ve managed to plan out one of my term papers, which is kind of a success!

listening to: taeyeon, gemini

“You must love in such a way that the person you love feels free.” ──Thich Nhat Hanh

no one:

dark academics: haha swords coffee blood murder latin moon poetry omens history homoeroticism reading death passion haha

Like a warm blanket was being wrapped around her.

"I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world."

Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

My breakfast was especially picturesque yesterday. 

ig: rhiharper

Stacy

when Hozier said "Oh, your love is sunlight" except I am only truly myself when the moon comes out. I long for the warmth and light that comes with sunlight but when the time comes, I cower back into the cold and the dark. The sunlight reaches for me but it only leaves burns on my skin. I was not made for your sunlight but there is nothing I could ever want more.

How little you can know of love , if you say it mars your art!

Oscar Wilde, The picture of Dorian gray

—Lang Leav

Cambridge and Boston, MA

Henry Wu

oh honey i don’t just burn bridges, i blow them up

cowboy like me - taylor swift / dots everywhere - richard siken