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dark academia things you can do that don’t require a $400 tweed blazer and a private school
because not everyone lives near a national museum
get a penpal to write letters to and enclose personalised gifts
take advantage of local libraries
thrift old porcelain teacups, wine glasses, engraved silverware
make paper - technically not dark academia but writing cute love letters onto handmade paper and doodling hearts on it is god tier
start a book club with friends and pick a book/short story to read and discuss together
take your time going through the book section at thrift stores to find old, worn copies of classics
find a park and journal at sunset until the light fades
use postcards of your favorite paintings as bookmarks
speaking of bookmarks, use scrap paper to write out lyrics, poems, quotes from authors, words in other languages, and turn them into bookmarks or scrapbook pages
if you drink coffee, make your own cold brew or flavored coffee and drink it from the fanciest glass you own
if you’re a tea drinker, you could thrift a cheap but cute vintage looking teacup and saucer along with a little spoon to keep you company while you study
replace some phone time with a book, e.g. on public transport, waiting rooms, before bed
go to a cafe with a book and spend some alone time reading and annotating
go for a walk and pick flowers and leaves to take home and press between a book
take said pressed flowers and glue them onto a handmade birthday card or wall decoration, complete with a quote
if you have long hair, tie a ribbon around your wrist along with your hair tie and let the ends dangle down
if you’re at a campus or park that has a grassy area, take your notes and study there on a warm day
have a dark academia inspired picnic
Can dark academia and theatre please be a thing? Like I want to read sappho before my performance of hamlet. I want to lay down the cold, hard floor of the theatre stage while the seats are empty, with my arms and legs dramatically stretched out as I turn my head to the side and look up at all the chandeliers and think about whether dionysus would be proud of me or not. I want to write plays, and just perform Shakespeare. Wear tweed blazers to acting class, fall in love with the teacher and write poems about them. That's what I want, I want to be a dark academic actress.
“It is an art of the most exquisite kind to touch someone’s soul before touching their skin.”
— a.y.
I just want to meet a cute boy in a Oxford library, and start to talk about the book I am holding, and after ask me to go to take a coffe and still talk about books and poetry that we both love, until we fall in love. Is that too much to ask?
vibe check! *kisses the back of your hand oh so delicately*
you're still a child in the eyes of this ancient universe.
it's ok. you're doing well.
“Here we are, here I am, alone and myself, half of me fallen off, half of us gone, and all of us as ghosts or the undying ones, half of us dead and half of myself nowhere to be remembered or to be found.”
— The Undying, Anne Boyer
i love my solitude but i was meant to be a lover
half of me is a hopeless romantic and the other half of me is, well, an asshole
Facts that adults don’t tell you about bullying
- Communication doesn’t work on bullies. Telling a bully they’re making you feel bad is the wrong way to go. They want to make you feel bad. That’s the point.
- being kind to a bully doesn’t always mean they’ll stop. Sometimes it means they’ll just use your kindness to manipulate you while still continuing to bully you.
- not every bully has a sympathetically tragic home life. Sometimes people are just mean. Sometimes people just get off on hurting others.
- on that note, a tough home life is a reason, not an excuse. You don’t have to put up with bullying because somebody’s life sucks, just like you don’t have to let someone mug you because they’re broke.
- in order to forgive someone, they have to apologize first. If your bully has not apologized to you, you do not owe them anything.
- getting bullied as a kid can still mess you up in adult life. Maybe kids grow out of being bullies, but the marks they left often don’t go away.
- there are ways to get people to stop bullying you, but they almost all involve being mean back.
- as long as parents keep raising shitty bullying kids, there will be bullies. No amount of assemblies and hand-drawn posters will fix the problem. It’s the parents’ fault.
-a lot of bullies dont think of themselves as bullies, either
- bullies do not bully you because they like you
- getting bullied as a kid can even mess you up as a teen
- ignoring does not work. it does not make them go away. it’s a lie told to make kids less “”problematic””
- do not feel bad about fighting back.
- the person failing both you and the bullies … are the adults.
- I’m fucking serious.
- it is the job of the adults around children to stop bullying. It is the job of the adults around children to fucking notice behaviours, to fucking notice what children are being coercive or manipulative or violent
- it is their job to protect the targets
- AND IT IS THEIR JOB TO FIGURE OUT WHAT’S WRONG WITH THE BULLIES AND CHANGE IT
- and yes sometimes that means teaching an angry kid to self-regulate
- and yes sometimes that means teaching a kid who’s using social behaviours to control and make other children unhappy a. that you’re watching, b. that they need to stop, and c. that this is a shitty thing to do and why
- that is what adults who look after children are for: to teach children how not to be little evil monsters.
- apparently research has shown that kids who are bullies continue to be so even when they grow up, so the whole ‘they grow out of it’ is bullshit too
You know what the most fucked up thing was? When I told my mother about my cousins and classmates bullying/teasing and name calling me, instead of defending me, she simply said: “maybe you really are just annoying.” I was 7. I was fucking 7. I never once asked any adult again for help because I thought, yeah well, my own mother thinks I’m annoying so then heck, I probably really do deserve to be disliked. And from then on I accepted that I was simply the kid who couldn’t take a joke when I was clearly being isolated and made fun of for the things I like, for the drawings I made, the way I dressed. I was made fun of for liking anime because girls aren’t supposed to like “boyish” things. I was constantly called a loser. If I tried to put in the effort to wear a skirt and be “like other girls” I’d be made fun of still because I’m “trying too hard.” Even my elementary school teachers isolated me when I expressed my different views on things growing up. My questions were too much for them. They told me I should just follow and do as I’m told and not ask anymore which was devastating as a child who loved science and learning and reading. I was stifled and gagged and reduced to nothing for as long as I can remember! My voice and my power were taken away and belittled for the comfort and satisfaction of the ego of others.
And the heaviest burden is knowing that I’ll never have another childhood. I’ll never have good memories of that time in my life which I’ve mostly just blocked because it fucking hurts to remember. And I haven’t even started on the many ways that set off a chain of events that has truly twisted my life for all the years that followed. I felt like I’m broken or defective and I’ve continued to feel that way all my life. I’ve tried to buy and earn basic respect and acceptance from other people by getting good grades and seeming perfect and conforming to please others. The damage compounds until your heart cannot take it anymore! Thankfully I know better now, but do you know how painful it is to deny yourself of who you are all because you’ve been brainwashed to believe that your existence is wrong? Yet even if I expressed all of this to my bullies and to people who should’ve been family, they would do the same thing they did before: laugh and call me a drama queen who can’t take a joke because their insults are supposed to only be taken as comedy. To this day I still think I’m unpalatable, unlikable and that I’m too much. I mean when I introduced myself to people back as an undergrad I always warned people that I’m annoying or a weirdo. I came to believe the my bullies even when they had no right to override my identity. So yeah, fuck bullies and fuck the adults who raise bullies and fuck society for creating an environment where these fuckers can thrive.
i have to be silly every day or my brain will start growing mold
hozier songs are like *blows kiss to the forest* that’s for my baby *throws molotov cocktail at car* AND THAT’S FOR THE REVOLUTION