Bitches Be Dedicating Their Entire Life To The Dark Academia Aesthetic In Terms Of Clothing And Interests

the disappointment is immeasurable and my day is ruined

not a single vampire boy has slid into my asks and i am immeasurably disappointed

Do i own a violin? Yes

Do i know how to play? No

Did i learn as a child but give it up because “it wasn’t helpful and nobody else played it”? Yes

Do i regret that everyday of my life? Also Yes

My brother cracked my rib one morning and gave me half of his orange in the evening.

I remember being younger and sometimes wishing to be a single child, to have all the attention and gifts and time but when he was away from home for the first time, I remember crying and stroking his side of the sofa as if blurting out my first wish- for him to be home, without thinking twice, without a shadow of doubt. Even the genie cried. Growing up with a sibling is like being the only people on a stranded boat, constantly figuring out how you can live with them and questioning how you could ever live without them.

One evening, in a fit of anger, I told him how I never wanted him to be my brother and he yelled that he didn't ask for it either. The air smelled like kerosene and my chest was filled with arsenic. I was raging and threw his favorite toy aeroplane down the window, 7 stories of guilt and shame. He cried all night and I wanted to cut off my right hand, the hand that hurt my baby brother. I didn't know if he was ever going to forgive me or even talk to me. The next morning at breakfast, he didn't look at me or say a word, I felt like my chest was about to explode and guilt clouded my vision. But then, I felt a hand quietly holding half of an orange my way.

The only people on a stranded boat. How do you live with them? How could you ever live without them?

-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The world is a sphere of ice and our hands are made of fire

The amount of time that the Ancient Egyptian civilisation lasted is just so mind boggling. It lasted over 3000 years. That's such an insane amount of time. It ended around 30BC meaning that it will only be extinct for as long as it existed in around 950 years. Cleopatra lived closer to the invention of bitcoin than the building of the pyramids of Giza. They were already ancient to her. What the fuck

tweed jackets, corduroy pants, brown trousers, oxford shoes, white button ups, brown leather, heavy sweaters, coffee rings, ripped out pages, thick belts, wire rimmed glasses, dusty books, quiet spaces, low lighting, dark wood, the picture of dorian gray, thick paper, expensive pens, figering brushing while reaching for the same book, long eye contact, small classes, close relationships with teachers, being an enigma, disappearing without explanation, wilting flowers, long coats, thrist for knowledge, thick volumes of ancient words, reading poetry aloud, old watches, golden jewelry, classical music, red wine, black coffee, music played on the piano, close knit groups of friends, a morbid longing for the picturesque at all costs.

nvm he messaged me back <3

i hate time

it only moves slow when i actually want something to happen

its been less than 20 minutes since i messaged this guy and it feels like its been half an hour wtf

an upside i didn’t see coming out of social distancing is the rise in picnic’s among people my age and i personally find that very romantic and sexy

living your best dark academia life:

learn french, greek or latin

wear tweed, glasses and oxfords

read and write poetry

learn to play piano, and also the violin is magnific

always have a book on you 

be gay 

practice painting, drawing and other arts 

go to museums

murder?

collection of things I’ve overheard in some of my classes

History:

guy to my teacher-‘you know woody from toy story’s bi?’ ‘really? well there always was a vibe between him and buzz’

‘I thought Carlisle was near Newcastle’ ‘No, it’s on the other side of the country’

‘Emily, would you ever kill someone?’- shouted across the classroom

‘I don’t even know what a citizen is! Am I a citizen?!’

Biology:

‘sir, you are not a perv!’

‘oh my god! what an absolute ledge!’

‘why are punching holes on the cover of your book?’

‘no Ethan, you can’t add me on snapchat’

‘god, how did you not hear what i said? are you deaf or what?’  ‘umm i’m deaf in one ear’ 

English:

‘while watching Romeo + Juliet - ‘wow what a turn out’ 

‘ohh Romeos’ such a lad!’

‘woah bit extreme there’

‘they’re complete drama queens!’

‘well, you see this guy just nicked a boat, went to the middle of a lake and had his sexual awakening because he saw a mountain’

‘here’s me sitting on a toilet with no walls or roof while i was in Australia’

Spanish:

‘i asked a girl why her hair was like that (it was a weird style) and she turned around ‘i have alopecia’ God i wanted to die!’

‘waiit, you have the same birthday? thats mental!’

‘go see if he’s in the bathroom or SSC’  ‘i think we’ve lost him miss’

 ‘so did he really just stab himself in his hand? you didn’t do it?’  ‘well simply, yeah’

i’ll probably to them later if i remember or if more happen

i didn’t realise how much i would love sixth form at a college especially at one where i didn’t think i would ever go.

i also didn’t think english literature would overtake history as my favourite but it has and i am loving it so much! my english teacher is like one from the films! she just wants us to explore everything we can in poems it doesn’t matter what it is she just wants us to really get them! i’m just letting all of weird ideas about them go and she’s like “amazing! i love it!” aaaggh

why didn’t anyone tell me how good english teachers could be ????

(also it’s my 17th birthday today!)