#dark academia aesthetic
Let’s run away
*annotates my copy of to kill a mockingbird with glitter gel pen*
i find broken loveintattered books
For all I can really do is
Stand here
In September’s rain
Savouring…
Soaking it all in
Slipping…
And simply
Holding on to poetry
For dear life
“silentium est aureum”
silence is gold
- Franz Kafka
the louvre museum in paris
chaotic academics that don’t leave any space on their walls
fantasy academia
ig: womanon
Emily Dickinson’s Herbarium
i aspire to be a well-read, creative, strong, independent woman who is secure in who she is and what she wants.
minimalist academia
dead poets society academia
all I need is a pile of books
Museo Nazionale Romano, Palazzo Altemps
i cannot even begin to emphasize how romantic signing off letters or postcards with “always yours” is. like… no one ever knows if they would be together forever. we love someone with the knowledge that they might not be in our lives in the future. we know we could fall apart. we still write “always yours”, because we mean to say, “hey, i know you might not be in my life forever, but you will have a part of me still. a part of me will be always yours to keep.” i need a moment
Could really waste some time here.