Favorite Art Genre: Turning Up In The Woods With My Girls

so no one is going to talk about the time dostoyevsky said “and i seem to have such strength in me now, that i think i could stand anything, any suffering, only to be able to say and to repeat to myself every moment, ‘i exist.’ in thousands of agonies- i exist. i’m tormented on the rack- but i exist! though i sit alone in a pillar- i exist! i see the sun, and if i don’t see the sun, i know it’s there. and there’s a whole life in that, in knowing that the sun is there.” because hOly fuckkkk

bitches be dedicating their entire life to the dark academia aesthetic in terms of clothing and interests

i’m bitches

The Language Of Flowers

Acacia: Hidden love, beauty in withdrawal

Amaryllis: Pride, a hard won success

Anemone: Vanishing hopes

Bells of Ireland: Wish for good luck

Carnation: Fascination, love and distinction

Daffodil (Narcissus): Honesty and truth

Dahlia flower: Warnings and change

Daisy: Innocence, loyal love and purity

Delphinium: Open heart, ardent attachement

Gardenia: Symbol of secret love

Gladiolus: Remembrance, faithfulness and sincerity

Hyacinth: I'm sorry, please forgive me.

Iris: Eloquence

Lily (general) : Purity of the heart and refined beauty

Lily of the valley: Return of happiness

Marigold: Passion and creativity

Orchid: Beauty, refinement and love

Peony: Happy marriage

Lavender: Love at first sight

Red rose: Love, respect, courage and passion

White rose: Purity, secrecy, silence, innocence and charm

Sunflower: Good luck and ambition

Tulip: Irresistible love

Violet: Faithfulness, modesty and delicate love

Zinnia: Lasting affection, daily remembrance and good memories

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

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

i have a book i bought for £2 in this amazing bookshop in my mum’s hometown and i discovered its 105 years old, from the Cambridge printing press, it’s a collection of Percy Shelley poems AND it has little annotations on some poems and i love it so much

I’m depressed

The guy I broke up with is leaving to go back to Italy ~I’ve realised to late that I still love him~ Oh and he leaves next week ~I wanna die~

renaissance in the 21st century

was trying to get some inspiration for a love letter and I found this…the tenderness 

i’d do it even if circumstance deemed it not necessary

(for legal reasons, this is a joke)

i relate to henry winter a lot because i too am a chaotic bisexual who would murder a sexist homophobic asshole if the circumstances deemed it necessary.