By Venus

Heaven can wait.

[dramatic-dolphin]

in hungarian one of the words for bumblebee is dongó. anyways whenever a song has the phrase "baby don't go" in its lyrics (surprisingly often), i close my eyes to savor the beautiful picture it has painted in my mind's eye. bébidongó.... baby bumblebee 🐝

[chaoticvenuss]

This is so precious

[chaoticvenuss]

Just a girl

[chaoticvenuss]

I'm addicted to “too sweet”

[chaoticvenuss]

Ela é uma ótima amiga eu que estou projetando minhas inseguranças nela

[chaoticvenuss]

Eu simplesmente estou apaixonada pelo Lee Soo Hyuk, eu não paro de pensar nele, todo vídeo que eu vejo dele meu coração fica apertado! Por favor universo da teus pulos e me faça conhecer esse homem! Por favor!

[chaoticvenuss]

Outside & inside

[chaoticvenuss]

Quem não me der view o chinelo vai arrebentar na rua

[moonstruck-memories]

Academia Aesthetics

Types of Girls

dark: black coffee and Victorian blouses. Candle lit room and messy desks, blotches of ink staining each page in every notebook. Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata playing in the background. Reading the classics and yearning for a love in a different era. Crying over The Dead Poet’s Society every time you watch it, watching it over and over again anyways. Winter nights and the days ending too soon, never having enough time. Scribbled notes on scraps of paper and heated debates in the corridor at 9 pm. Missing a childhood you don’t remember well. A warm fireplace and falling asleep beside your best friend. Leaving notes in library books, waiting for a response. 

grey: green tea the way your grandmother taught you to make it. The sound of rain early in the morning. Violin covers of popular songs. Historical romances and period dramas. Memorising every line from Little Women. A love/hate relationship with studying. Highlighted notes in one colour only. Thick sweaters and jeans. Converse and saddle bags. Writing in a journal and burning the pages. Heavy clouds and grey skies. The nostalgia found in a polaroid. Scribbling notes on the palm of your hand. Texting your friends goodnight too early, missing their closeness.

light: milk tea with more milk than tea. Blueberry muffins and vanilla ice cream. Taylor Swift and concerts in the shower, belting out lyrics to You Belong With Me. Cardigans and cafes in autumn, the smell of coffee and cinnamon everywhere. Reading The Iliad and Percy Jackson, just one or two chapters before class starts. Driving at sunset with friends. Beige coats and white turtlenecks. Your mother’s favourite tea set. Forgotten diaries with dried flowers spilling from the pages. Sticky notes in textbooks with more doodles than words. Forgetting the little details, remembering the big ones. 

chaotic: hot chocolate and chocolate chip cookies. Lost textbooks and scattered notes. Colourful highlighters and doodles in the corners. The Neighbourhood and Nothing But Thieves constantlyon replay. Shakespeare and Oscar Wilde memes. The Catcher In The Rye and Dracula. Debating philosophy and conspiracy theories. Thick scarves and denim jackets. Quotes jotted down in your notes app. Sneaking out to see the stars at midnight and staying up till sunrise. Dancing in the rain. Swing sets and ice cream. Voicing out injustices, dreaming of making a difference one day. 

theatre: forgotten cups of coffee. Printing scripts and memorising lines. Explaining common misunderstandings about Romeo and Juliet again and again. Last minute performances. Closets full of dresses and wigs. Masquerade balls and quoting actors. Sketching costumes behind your notebooks. Getting lost in daydreams and performances. Living the characters lives and relating to each and every one. Writing your own plays, performing them with friends. Greek tragedies and romcoms. Singing lyrics to your favourite musical. Re-watching it over and over again, missing that feeling of awe you’ve lost. 

romantic: warm drinks with too much sugar and cream. Red velvet cupcakes and dark chocolate. Long flowy dresses and hoods. Playing Hozier in the middle of the night and dancing alone. Re-reading Pride and Prejudice and watching Me Before You too many times to count. Scribbling poetry in all your books. Sticking sonnets up on your walls, memorising each one. Giving your friends handwritten letters and vintage jewellery. Crying over The Song of Achilles, writing fanfiction to ease the ache. Calling your friends at 3 am to talk about the universe. Loving too easily, trusting too much. Missing a love you never had.

I know these have been done to death but I’m obsessed with these aesthetics. The vibes are just 👌🏻

[chaoticvenuss]

Eu tô constantemente pensando em me matar…

[chaoticvenuss]

me in my room

[chaoticvenuss]

Meu primeiro vlog de leitura, me deem um Likezinho para o incentivo continuar

[perceptivehands]

may i present to you the most random gifset of all time: ✨phryne&jack being in sync ✨

[chaoticvenuss]

My parents <3

[chaoticvenuss]

Meu Deus eu preciso sair daqui!!! Ela explodiu comigo por que eu disse que tinha o direito de ficar triste, saiu da mesa no meio do almoço gritando e sem deixar eu falar mais nada

[chaoticvenuss]

Eu mais uma vez mendigando views aqui <3

[chaoticvenuss]

Vão me der um likinho no YouTube galera <3

[chaoticvenuss]

Eu não gosto do toque da minha mãe… e me sinto culpada por isso

[chaoticvenuss]

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