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muresetivoire · 2 days ago
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Life's a constant cycle of wondering why you were never chosen to be the haunted bookkeeper, or the vampire's beloved, or the crooked witch on the edge of the kingdom, or the enemy finally falling for their lover
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m00nchldx · 2 days ago
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i love this picture sm
credit to whoever made it!! i just found it on pinterest
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kuolo · a day ago
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Skull watch - Watchmaker: Isaac Penard (Swiss, 1619–1676), Casemaker: probably the Firm of Moulinié, Bautte & Moynier (Swiss, 1808–21)
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classycoffeesublime · 2 days ago
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A perfect stranger
I woke up as usually and got ready. I grabbed my coffee and headed out. I put in my headphones, listening to a few songs while walking. I arrived at the library, took of my coat, and went straight to my favorite place. I put everything down, went to get a few books and got working. After about half an hour, a boy showed up and sat down across from me. He pulled out a book from his back and started reading while drinking his coffee.
We sat there for hours, not talking just working and I grew fond of his company. He was so quite and focused. His behavior seemed to mirror mine, except for the part where he did not show any interest in me. We sat there working all day. As it got late, we paced together and left, each of us individually.
The next few days, I always came back to the library, and he always showed up just about half and hour later. Over time I realized he like the same music as I did and that he drank his coffee just like I drank mine. When he used green post-its on his books it means he read something interesting because he always wrote it down in a little notebook. I learned to tell how his day way based on his body language and that he usually took the bike, even if it was raining. I felt like I slowly got to know him, day by day and yet we never talked to one another.
The next semester rolled around and when I entered the classroom, I saw my stranger from the library. I sat down about two rows before him and took out my notebook. This will change nothing, will it? We still will be strangers…
The next day I saw him again at the library at our place. I was conflicted about talking to him and finally, decided not to. I was not going to break our routine. It had something beautiful.
The hours passed and I went home late that night. I walked with my headphones in as usual and I prepared everything for the next day. But as I took out the book in my bag to put new ones in, a note felt out. It was a little sheet, and I could not recognize the handwriting. It said “Hello my beautiful stranger. I think it is about time that we get familiar with each other. Beloved, your favorite study buddy”. I smiled at the page and texted the number written on it.
TO BE CONTINUED
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queenmoriarty · 3 months ago
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and into the forest i go
to lose my mind
and find my soul
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citronplume · a month ago
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thelatinlibrarian · 2 months ago
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My mind wants to move on, but my heart refuses to.
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faustianacademia · 9 months ago
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The world: "Wear something comfortable for the summer, please."
Myself: "Of course, like a villain, I shall prevail."
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deadpoets-dorian · 12 days ago
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Seeing couples who are deeply in love with each other is a different kind of beauty
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raenprabhaker · 4 months ago
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— fuck soulmates, be my academic rival
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dionysian-mystery · 10 months ago
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Someone resting their head on your shoulder is a completely other level of ecstasy
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muresetivoire · 2 days ago
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We are not void of melancholy, but I suppose we can share that despair
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sidereusimber · 6 months ago
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Quotes : Jonathan Safran Foer // Albert Camus // Donna Tartt // Donna Tartt // Friedrich Nietzsche // Edgar Allen Poe // Rainer Maria Rilke //
Art: 2. Adrian Ghenie // 4. Heinrich Gogarten // 5. Henrik Aa. Uldalen // 7. Michel Voogt // 8. Erika Seguín Colás // 9. Yanjun Cheng // 13. Henrik Aa. Uldalen // 14. Chris Veeneman // 17. Henrik Aa. Uldalen // 18. Maurice Sapiro
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kuolo · a day ago
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Bifacial skull ring by Macabre gadgets
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classycoffeesublime · 2 months ago
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queenmoriarty · 5 months ago
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in your room
where souls disappear
only you exist here
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citronplume · 2 months ago
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thefallenauthor · 2 months ago
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"Man is equally incapable of seeing the nothingness from which he emerges and the infinity in which he is engulfed."
-Blaise Pascal
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darknwilde · 4 months ago
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dark & stormy academia
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deadpoets-dorian · 5 months ago
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Tumblr is the place for romantics who are scared of love
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