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@chinchilax
may your next ibuprofen take effect swiftly and noticeably
no matter what happened today, you:
are loved
deserve to eat
are needed & valued
should take care of yourself
have a future
will be okay
for all of us who need it tonight and for the fight to come
Things I envision when I think of
Dark academia
tangled hair, handwriting that no one can read but you, lipstick stained cups, dead flowers in empty bottles of wine, frantic calls to friends at ungodly hours to talk about what you just learned, befriending the staff at the local library because you are usually the last person to leave, blank stares from people you explain stuff to, never recalling how or when you fell asleep,
Light academia
fruit baskets, tea parties with exotic sweets, fruit trees, kitchen gardens, plucking flowers and leaving them scattered around the house, befriending the neighborhood cats, writing letters to your friends, putting together an outfit the night before, drinking tea whilst sitting on your front porch and greeting bypassers with a shy smile,
Romantic academia
Soft kisses, hushed whispers, damp hair, greeting people with hugs, wearing delicate rings, curly hair that is pinned into a bun, talkative hands, tiptoeing through an open field while holding your shoes, getting up early to watch the sunrise, visiting coffee shops in the hopes of finding your lover, quoting shakespeare at any given moment,
Classic academia
Dusty books, big libraries, stressing over the amount of books you want to read with the little time you have, a mental breakdown every few nights, tear-stained cheeks prompted by your favourite books, antique stores, staring out onto the sunset and thinking: this is where I am supposed to be, crying over dead poets, using old words without realizing,
Small worlds.
who wants to come with me to pick wildflowers in a late august thunderstorm where our hair clings to our necks and our thin flowing dresses grow sheer and raindrops rest on our eyelashes and our toes dig into the mud and the lavender glows through the mist and everything seems eerie but also so calm
the nook household
“im not a fan of taylor swift but-,”
bro that’s so embarrassing keep that shit to yourself
academia
can we have some half-assed academia please, for those of us who want to do the bare minimum
handwriting legible only to the writer, but not in that mysterious calligraphy way, we’re talking kindergartner script
oversized hoodies, sweatpants, leggings, that one t-shirt you got during orientation, buns, braids, hairbands, bandanas, I just want my hair out of my face
all readings are pdfs, all highlighting is done in that ugly ass mustard yellow default Preview highlighter color
post-its literally fucking everywhere—on books, printouts, walls, windows, computer, etc. layered on top of each other because you keep adding to your hoard.
assignments submitted with less than a minute to go
“I haven’t started that yet lmao”
and yet, surprisingly okay GPA because procrastination is expected as well as accounted for
“Dear Professor So-and-So, I hope you are doing well. Unfortunately, I have been struggling with the latest assignment and will not be able to finish it on time. Would it be possible to get an extension? Thank you.“
Keurig/pod/instant coffee because you gotta get your caffeine somehow
cereal at midnight
“bold of you to assume i did the homework”
what do you mean color coding, all notes will be done with my trusty Zebra Sarasa Dry X20 0.7 because I got a twelve-pack from Amazon and it dries quickly and I killed my eyesight through childhood late-night reading so I require BIG BOLD LETTERS and I don’t care if it looks ugly
having too much faith in Quizlet
all the “my last two brain cells” memes
your life gradually deteriorates as the semester/quarter goes on
you walk out of your final exam content with the blissful sense of another class successfully bullshitted
25 Black-owned bookstores you can support right now
while i don’t claim to be a “book blogger” by any account (more of a cranky publishing-person blogger most days), i know a lot of people have followed me through my book posts, so i’m taking advantage of that captive audience to boost these bookstores. shop them through their own websites and if you’re local, look into curbside pickup to minimize shipping costs and overhead. okay that’s all thanks bye stay safe.
the lit bar (a personal favorite and the bronx’s one remaining bookstore)
hariett’s bookshop
semicolon bookstore
mahogany books
uncle bobbie’s
loyalty bookstore
dare books
listening tree books
underground books
multicultural bookstore
pyramid books
black dot bookstore
brain lair books
medu bookstore
wild fig books and coffee
frugal bookstore
olive tree books
detroit book city
cafe con libros
revolution books
sisters uptown bookstore
source booksellers
hakim’s bookstore
sankofa books and cafe
turning page bookshop
When this is over, may we never again take for granted the simple things in life. Coffee with friends. A Friday night at a concert. A handshake with a stranger. Time spent with your grandparents. Hugging those you love most. Conversations with your neighbors. The morning commute. Going to school every week. Full shelves at the store. A typical Tuesday night. Life itself. These times can be challenging, but may we allow ourselves to slow down and reflect on what matters most. Once the dust settles and the light shines brighter, may we find that we have become the people we have wanted to be, who we always hoped we would be, and may we all be better for each other having gone through the unimaginable. In this crisis, hold on to love, hope, and empathy. That is my wish - that we are left with and experiencing more love and humanity during and after all this.
We all have that one class that triggers our fight or flight response
the bourgeoisie