What Am I Supposed To Do If I Have This Gift Of Understanding People And Empathizing With Them But Also

the secret history in a nutshell

when worlds collide

It's time to say goodbye.

Goodbye, dear friend

May we meet again.

I haven't believed at this moment until it finally came. Today was the last breath of a wonderful adventure through the darkest places full of magic. This journey came to its final destination, all chapters have been closed and all tears have been used up.

Today I don’t want to complain about seasons 4 and 5, no. I just want to take a moment and say thank you to all characters that have taught us a lot of things and to all members of the cast for portraying such a wonderful fucked up heroes.

Especially I want to say a big thank you to Lev Grossman, the person who created this world and gift us a lot of different emotions.

Thank you, Quentin Coldwater

 For teaching us that even in the darkest time you can always fight. For teaching us that even if you don’t the “hero” of the story, you’re still important and incredibly valid. For teaching us that not places are making you happy, but people. For teaching us being brave and honest to yourself, that there’s nothing wrong to be “different”. Thank you.

 Thank you, Julia Wicker

For teaching us finding a light in the darkest times. For teaching us that even human are strong enough to make bigger things. For teaching us that you have to stand up even if youʼve fallen too many times. For teaching us being courageous and passionate, and always being kind to each other. Thank you.

 Thank you, Eliot Waugh

 For teaching us that even with the shittiest past you can always rebuild yourself and rise from the ashes. For teaching us that sometimes you need to meet face to face with your deepest fears just for seeing the light at the end. For teaching us that even if we’re afraid, we can always do brave things. For teaching us being strong and spectacular, that it’s okay to make mistakes. Thank you.

Thank you, Margo Hanson

For teaching us that you can always be a King, even if youʼve lost your Kingdom. For teaching us that women are feeling anger and fierce too. For teaching us that friendship can be stronger than anything else. For teaching us being fearless and fierce, fighting for things you believe in and don't be afraid to be emotional. Thank you.

Thank you, Alice Quinn

For teaching us that you can always try to change things. For teaching us that knowledge is the biggest power. For teaching us that sometimes the most “right” decisions aren't the good ones. For teaching us being smart and thoughtful and always try to do good things. Thank you.

Thank you, Penny Adiyodi

For teaching us that the most amazing powers sometimes become the worst nightmare. For teaching us that the grumpiest people are the kindest ones. For teaching us that between right thing and kind thing you have to choose kind. For teaching us being loyal and kind and helpful. Thank you.

Thank you, Kady Orloff-Diaz

For teaching us that you can always make changes and start a revolution, even if there's no one listen to your words. For teaching us that you have to stand up for your rights and don't be afraid to fight. For teaching us that sometimes even the greatest warriors can be scared. For teaching us that everyone can change. Thank you.

Thank you, Fen

For teaching us that you can be kind enough to feel sorry for your greatest enemy. For teaching us that you can always choose your own way. For teaching us that you have to always prioritize yourself and know your worth. Thank you.

Always remember that all your feelings are valid and worthy, so no one dare to underestimate them. If you feel too bad — don't hesitate to ask for help and please take care of yourself

With love,

burned-peach.

wholesome student life things that we should collectively start romancizing

waking up and being genuinely thrilled to go to class because today is THAT CLASS you love so much you’d like it to never end

coffee breaks with friends, chatting and joking about this particularly hard essay and the prof’s mannerism

coffee breaks on your own, as you absent-mindedly watch the people around you, while thinking about what you’re working on

finding this book you’ve been dying to read for so long, and borrowing it from the library

the feeling of excitement that goes through you whenever you remember The Book is in your backpack

understanding everything during demanding classes and being genuinely interested in the subject

buying a New Special Pen and taking colorful notes that look super pretty

not being able to shut up about your school projects (no your friends dont really care about the intricate details of what you’re working on, they don’t even have the same major as you, but they’re happy to hear you rant with such a burning passion)

actually doing the extra reading and having your curiosity so piqued by what you’re reading that you go on and on and suddenly its 1am and what happened

printing the project you’ve spent so much time and energy on and feeling the paper’s warmth

actually submitting that project without feeling awful about it because you know you did your best and aren’t responsible for what happens next

when you finally finish this Super Hard And Important Essay at like 3am, open the window and feel the cold night air on your burning cheeks and everything is dark and quiet and you can see the moon and you’re at peace with everything for a few minutes

when this professor you admire says you did a great job and/or that you’re talented!!!!

realizing two concepts that seemed so far away from each other and that you discovered in wildly different contexts are actually interlinked, then Realizing™ things and linking concepts/works/articles to each other at the speed of light & being super excited about it

being so deeply immersed in your work that you didn’t realize two hours have passed

finding the Perfect Spot at the library

that Pure Joy moment when you FINALLY understand that super obscure sentence/text

when you feel anxious because you’re not done with your homework & the deadline is super tight & your friend tells you they aren’t done yet either

same but with an even more intense relief feeling when you realize you both haven’t even started yet

when the professor starts a new reasoning and you can predict what the next idea/the final conclusion will be

when the professor mention your favorite novel/author/fictional character in class and you feel like your internal screech of joy could shatter glass

the Academic Salt™ that has you like 👀👀

when the professor tears apart an author or scholar you hate and you’re like YES I WANT BLOOD GIVE ME BLOOD

when you learn that Cool New Fact that makes you reconsider your whole life

leaving the library after a long productive day and feeling like nothing is real but experiencing everything more intensely

leaving the library at night after a long study session and everybody has left already and its just you and the long neon-lit corridors then stepping outside and smelling the crisp night wind

feel free to add your own!!!

«наноси свою самую темную помаду так, как будто никто не смотрит, притворяйся холодной и независимой, проходя через университетские коридоры, говори с друзьями на древнегреческом, надевай черное пальто и танцуй в пустом зале».

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i've had a dream where i was dating homelander and he was his usual self killing people and stuff but around me he was like a little meow meow or what do people call that guy from succession kendall jenner or smth anyways why did my brain decide to be like that it's fucking diabolical

noah's face when charlotte says that he is not her father?? i'm gonna fucking die

watching 2x05 of dead to me and their relationship is literally This and tbh i’m living for it

francis abernathy