mary

leo sun, cancer moon, sagittarius rising • infj 9w1 • books, vampires, witchcraft, dark academia, cats, victorian era

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i want to look that way to when people see me, they think «wow she is really obsessed with edgar allan poe, oscar wilde and fyodor dostoevsky!»

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i feel sorry for people from the past because they couldn’t take photos of themselves every time they felt pretty.

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i want to study english history and russian history and slavic mythology and greek mythology, and i also want to study vampires and witchcraft and astrology and psychology and french language and latin–

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wearing bruised knuckles instead of rings

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am i romanticising narcissism? may be. anyway, it’s oscar wilde’s fault.

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i’ve been living in peace, and then the picture of dorian gray appeared. the end.

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am i romanticising narcissism? may be. anyway, it’s oscar wilde’s fault.

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despite i’m a bisexual: women > men. in any cases.

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my eyes. yeah, that’s the whole post.

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imagine remus asking sirius what does he want for christmas and sirius responding him by turning on all i want for christmas is you but its’s a my chemical romance cover...

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we all should agree that harry potter is dark academia, just with a magic flare.

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being touch starved and horny is the worst combination ever. especially when you know that you’re lonely and have no one to adore you.

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i consider it deeply offensive that nobody is holding me close, kissing my neck and burning it with a hard breath, looking into my eyes and thinking about how beautiful i am. when will such a disgrace end.

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clearly, winter is a wonderful time of the year. imagine laying in bed with your lover, hugging to warm up each other, while it’s snowing in the window. ice skating while holding hands. wearing your lover’s sweater. snowflakes stuck in hair. kissing cold blushing cheeks. celebrating together the most cosy and charming holiday – christmas.

i want to fall in love in december.

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i know it’s just a bit, but news about 20th anniversary broke my heart. just wanted to show my position.

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IN MY MIND WHEN SHE’S NOT RIGHT THERE BESIDE ME

I GO CRAZY ’CAUSE HERE ISN’T WHERE I WANNA BE

AND SATISFACTION FEELS LIKE A DISTANT MEMORY

OH, THESE LYRICS HIT ME SO HARD FOR WHAT.

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me 🤝 adding a very big amount of cinnamon into everything i bake, even if it’s not in the recipe.

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some of my outfits!