Gustav Janouch, Conversations With Kafka

spending my life studying for ancient greek class, teaching myself latin, reading and annotating books, listening to classical music, worshiping ancient deities, travelling, visiting museums and getting drunk with my best friends on summer afternoons, while constantly lingering on the verge of insanity.

how much more “the secret history” can my life get?

I would give anything to read about the winter Bunny and Henry spend together in Rome. Please. Just two hundred pages of Bunny eating gelato and annoying the ever living shit out of Henry. Please. That’s all I want.

i think the sweetest thing someones ever done for me is when my ex wrote me a letter for christmas and its so nice i kept it even after we broke up but theres this bit where they compared us to the sun and moon and idk here it is:

“I’m Sun ‘cause I love positivity and kindness… and you’re the moon. Mysterious, beautiful, enchanting and you light up the dark. You help guide those in darkness like the moon to sailors late at night… Although opposites in quite significant ways (you love english i like maths) they are quite perfect for each other.”

but this is probably the most romantic thing ill get and i love it so u keep it in my purse, yeah ik people say to move on and get rid of things that remind you of your ex but i dont think you always have to especially if you ended on okay terms

I love dark academia because it's such a twist on reality. It's like living like everyone else lives but in a more exciting way. You care about details, you perform mundane tasks with such passion, you read books like there's no tomorrow. It's almost as if there's this imaginary parallel universe that you're transported to once you're into the dark academia aesthetic.

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.

I really like the word “smitten”. because at first glance you just think of sappy lovey-dovey stuff but also you have to remember this is a word that’s born of the word “smite.” a devastating word. a word that, summarized, means stricken. smitten means stricken as well — struck with devastating affection.

PEN PALS

I’m looking for a pen pal preferably in the U.K. but I’m okay with elsewhere.

Preferably people in their teens like me just so it’s easier to talk too.

So message me if your interested and up for it

My dream home is either:

An ancient Greek temple where I may receive prophetic visions

A gothic cathedral with plenty of alluring vampires

An old library filled with first-edition books

A forest clearing with many friendly cicadas trying to eat me

A quiet manor in the English countryside with ivy creeping up the walls

Wherever the ghost of Shakespeare lives

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?

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

i’m bitches