Life As A Feeler, Aug 20

over the moon with the joy of autumn and old books lying on my desk.

( these photos are mine ).

"Slytherin will help you on your way to greatness."

i am used to being lonely but forever to be a stranger is a strange grief.

subwayhands + reading

dark academia days off

practicing the flute; working on difficult classical pieces

studying chess plays

finishing your Regency Era book

lighting too many candles

waltzing around in your room to thrifted records

daydreaming of another life

procrastinating homework because you´d rather study anything else

long, drawn out baths 

reciting poetry in the darkness 

studying characters soliloquy´s and planning out your own

listening to chopin and tchaikovsky and deciding which one you prefer

rewatching dead poets and mona lisa smile for the billionth time

getting drunk off of wine by yourself and waking up to your drunken scribbled notes in the margins of your favorite book

comparing different film versions of emma and of pride and prejudice

compiling a new playlist for you to study and read to

worshipping the moon and stars

watching films in foreign languages and calling it studying

saturday reading 

Et tu, overwhelming fear of academic failure?

Forehead Touch || The Goldfinch (2019)

I love how 1800s ladies’ hair looks like when they’ve brushed out their rag curls and the day is over and their hair just looks so cozy and wonderful

she’s a 10 but she rots in her room all day listening to music and making up scenarios in her head