𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡

⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ✩ ﾟ｡⋆ 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐬 ─ ･ ｡ﾟ☆: ☽ . :☆ﾟ. ─ 𝐈 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 ─ ･ ｡ﾟ☆: ☽ . :☆ﾟ. ─ 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 ─ ･ ｡ﾟ☆: ☽ . :☆ﾟ. ─ 𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐨 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐝 𝐈 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬 ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ✩ ﾟ｡⋆

[autumneverleigh]

idk i just wanna sit in a dark library at night in the candlelight wearing an oversized sweater and exchange glances over my book to my lover while the rain pours outside and feel at peace with the world

[arinewneanias03]

{Bacchanalia}

[peacefulandcozy]

Instagram credit: thenovelacademy

[vainaja]

[lavinlandscape]

[academia-lucifer]

@academia-lucifer

[sheabutterbitch]

There’s inherent vulnerability in being kind, patient, and considerate because you will always run the risk of mistreatment despite.

[seaymph]

“Forest nymphs, immortal daughters of woodland streams, dark, divine,”

— Moero, tr. by Josephine Balmer, from Women Poets; “Cleomenes’ Statues,” (via loveage-moondream)

[meiselr]

The Secret History by Donna Tartt

[parksrway]

nobody gets me like they get me

[lone-nyctophile]

We are captives of what we love, what we desire and what we are

- Mahmoud Darwish

[elissbabby]

[latibule-e-deactivated20231012]

— Louise Glück, from “Timor Mortis.”

[somedaybyallmeans]

If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more.

— Jane Austen

[luxus-aeterna]

from this post

[malibubaby222]

“strawberries, cherries, and an angel’s kiss in spring”

—

[laurapetrie]

“She was a great dreamer of love.”

— Nancy Mitford, The Pursuit of Love (1945)

[learnelle]

As much as I love studying Psychology, my intrusive thoughts are telling me to learn Italian & then study art history in Florence instead. I love this city so much~