Julianunderwood - Perdidit In Ignota Somnium

how isn’t hiding in the bathroom a good coping mechanism

Anaïs Nin, The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1920–1923

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Jules just came here to watch the figure skaters practice. It’s not the kind of thing he could ever do- he simply does not have the grace for it- but he can appreciate the artistry of it. 

It’s like ballet, but on ice. It’s pretty and... like... there’s nothing wrong with wanting to appreciate elegant choreography when his ultimate goal is to be a theatre director right? 

Besides, it’s the only sport he’s ever found interesting to watch. And his friend Aimée is a figure skater here. He needs to have something he can just enjoy watching, to have an easy thing to do while studying. Otherwise he’d lose his mind here quickly, with how little enjoyment he actually gets out of his Major.

He was hoping to just go unnoticed with his book in the stands, half studying, half watching, but... it didn’t work out that way.

          ❝I, uh. I’m sorry!❞ He quickly stands up, ready to leave if he’s a bother with his presence. ❝I-I can go, if- if you don’t want me here.❞

can you die from lack of affection? Asking for myself

i don't WANT to live in a society i want to live in a bookstore cafe

i wish everything was quieter and softer and less often

Writers aren’t people exactly. Or, if they’re any good, they’re a whole lot of people trying so hard to be one person.

F. Scott Fitzgerald (via iamfawad)

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Julian hasn’t been here very long ( right? He only just started here? It feels like a lifetime ago that he left his New York home and everything he’d ever known behind ) but Aimée was someone he clicked with instantly. They share a few classes, since she’s a Performing Arts major to his Drama and Theatre Production.

While he would never say this to her ( she’d think it’s creepy how quickly he’s become attached ), she’s already like... the older sister he never had. 

          ❝-No really. People would say my childhood house was haunted. I never saw anything, but my grandfather died in the house, uh, violently. So people talked.❞

A few sleep deprived auditory hallucinations, and imaginary things in his peripheral vision aside, he didn’t. He’s never seen anything, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t interest him.

They got onto this topic because of the supposed hauntings and such of campus, which he’s definitely curious about. He can understand the impulse to believe that about a place like this, with it’s bloody history and how isolated it is up on the mountain. Something that gruesome has to matter for some people, so it’s imagined as ghosts and things that go bump in the night.

It’s all fascinating.