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Living my best dark academia life but the academia is silent
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Quick 10 minute eye sketch I made a few days back
Tagging some people as I can't send this in group chats : @ruins-of-heart @romanticizeexistance @elle-from-stranger-things @odysseeofdeath @paullohse-blog @ahhhyush @amandaplastics @she-nuwanda @stardust-musing @fatpotatosaysmoo @fishingboatstillproceeds @holland0barnes @just-wordsandthoughts @crazypenguinlady @cloverfrown @vantaerayleigh1997 @mystic-poet @scintilla-re @poetofthedyingstars @guerrera-3010 @hanirii
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“…somehow the warmth of sun faded away, behind the white dust of snow. It’s December again. The month of farewells.”
~Caelum
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There are a few people whom I adore so much. Someone knows that I am fond of cats, so they share cat posts and pictures with me. A mutual of mine knows I find DA travel videos intersting, so she shares whenever she comes across one. A guy with whom I didn't share a lot of conversations sends me nature pictures because once I mentioned how I love skies and my plants. Once I talked about this overwhelming love I hold for the moon with this guy, and now he sends me moon art. It's about how one day someone told me that this world is a fucked up place and I disagreed. Because when I think of people who remember little things I mentioned and think of me when they come across those things, I feel belonged. This world is fucked up some days. But other days it's beautiful too. And I'm grateful.
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yalocal-deadpoet · 2 years
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Fuck parties man I just wanna drive to the lake and look up at the stars w someone I love
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“So, THAT is your comfort character?”
*points at the dead fictional man with a tragic past and unresolved trauma*
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girl i hate in class talking about how she wants to read dead poets society. i’m murderous
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Finja Brandenburg // unknown
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Franz Kafka, The Diaries of Franz Kafka
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Hozier literally wrote "All the fear and fire of the end of the world happens each time a boy falls in love with a girl" as literally the very first lines of wasteland,baby!
How come the Graves of dead poets aren't shaking already??????
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I think poetry consists of the words we were never brave enough to say and the emotions we could never describe.
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“you‘re so quiet” baby i’m not even here. i’m fantasizing about a book i read weeks ago. move on.
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Me: Opens document with unfinished writing
Me: Yep, it still exists *closes document*
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