I am drunk with sleep. I know nothing but the lull of sweet slumber in my mind. I want to be truly awake, feel the pleasure of romance, of poetry idealized in the image of two hands intertwined. The silhouette of shadows coming as one. When will i experience the spark, catch fire and burn with small confessions everyday, as another candle ignites and eases itself in my wandering heart
“From the moment I met you, your personality had the most extraordinary influence over me. I was dominated, soul, brain, and power by you. You became to me the visible incarnation of that unseen ideal whose memory haunts us artists like an exquisite dream. I worshipped you. I grew jealous of everyone to whom you spoke. I wanted to have you all to myself. I was only happy when I was with you.”
ooc: hi guyssss just wanted to drop by real quick and share with all of you that I finally gave in to my horrible judgement and made a Dorian Gray blog for mainly myself and my own satisfaction. Would love to see you there, if you care. Thanks for your time <3
say whatever you like but being covered in the blood of your (now murdered) gay artist friend who painted your potrait which was so life like you decided to trade your soul for the beauty and youth depicted in it is the most gayest thing a man can do.
Long Black coats, thunder but no lightning, red wine, blood, forests in winter, a single guttering candle, latin, bones, all of history in your hands, Tchaikovsky, piles of old books, the hour before sunrise, complicated cravats, Hozier, true crime, Donna Tartt, secret diaries.
Light Academia
Sunshine in shallow water, white cotton, lacy dresses, champagne, the plays of Oscar Wilde, summer rain, wind rustling the pages of a book, jacket over on shoulder, Maurice, frost covering new flowers, Florence + the machine, roses, bare feet, girls school, old books about species of plant or butterflies, biological Diagrams, flowers in your hair, perfect notes.
Chaotic Academia
Two top buttons undone, scribbled notes in pencil or biro, kill your darlings, untied laces, so much coffee, all nighters, crying in the library, Mozart, writing film scripts for fun, rain Storms, moorland, swimming in the dark, movie soundtracks while studying, procrastination, muddy boots, unsent letters.
Grey Academia
Jane eyre, sunrise, cold hands, perfect handwriting, beat gen, Edgar Alan Poe, crows, small animal bones, writing essays until 2am, Vivaldi, February or November, zodiacs, loving history and art, Leonardo davinci, Tamino.
Romantic Academia
Billowing pirate sleeves, Lord Byron, theatre, violets, achilles, reading poetry aloud, bloody cheekbones, love letters, doodling in class, doc Martins, long ball dresses, gothic churches, dead poets society, sword fights back stage, wind and mist and violent Storms, tea, long journal entries, wide brimmed hats, museums.
Spring Academia
Cotton shirts with large jumpers, celendines, maypole dancing, reading short stories, old traditions, Jane Austen, new term, beautiful notes, pastel colours, period dramas, magpies, 2005 pride and prejudice soundtrack, new leaves, cold feet, dancing.
Summer Academia
Flower crowns, studying late while the sun is still up, full moons, parties outside, sun dresses, warm rainstorms, exam season, bare feet, ancient Greece, herb tea, singing to the radio, lying in the grass, bird song, biology textbooks, the Lord of the rings, studying outside, mystery of love by sufjan Stevens.
Autumn Academia
Foxes, dead leaves, large coats and scarves, old stone walls, steaming black tea, mist, travel journals, forgetting to study until the last minute, frankenstein, old songs, nostalgia, carrying a book everywhere, rebel rebel, the picture of dorian gray, soup, studying in the morning as the sun rises.
Winter Academia
Long walks, misty breath, so much reading, shunning capitalist society, sad music, learning about witch hunts, philosophy, wuthering heights, mystery books, Dracula, black and white photos, transcribing music, old statues, silence.
Feral Academia
Pin stripe jacket with jeans, Dionysus, “norse” makeup, cold sweet tea, running through the forest, mythology, I got an unconditional so I don’t need to try hard, scraping the grades, shouty music, helenic polytheism, obsessive interests, reading a 500 page book in one sitting, love learning, hate the education system, vive le revolution.
So cool! I feel like chaotic, autumn and feral the most
