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If you cannot love me, I will die. Before you came I wanted to die, I have told you many times. It is cruel to have made me want to live only to make my death more bloody.
Giovanni’s Room
Tea and books. The loves of my life.
in my shakespeare era: [beware the ides of august, full of terror before the upcoming end of summer and the beginning of a new academic year]
boarding school aesthetic
August 19, saturday : madness, unforgettable, breathing.
August 31, thursday : september opened its doors.
I want a cup of tea with a splash of milk, some rain, and for it to be cool enough outside that i can wrap myself in a blanket
“Because when a writer gives you a gift as precious as their work, they give you their trust, their control, their heart put to paper.”
Lancali, I Fell In Love With Hope
“𝑴𝒂𝒚 𝑰 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏? 𝑶𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒓? 𝑰 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒂𝒊𝒓.” —𝑭𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒛 𝑲𝒂𝒇𝒌𝒂 ♡
POV: You’re solving an ancient mystery at your boarding school