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Kiana Khansmith
DEAR READER

pixel skylines
hello vonnie
Sade Olutola
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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ

Kaledo Art
macklin celebrini has autism
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NASA
$LAYYYTER
d e v o n
Stranger Things
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
cherry valley forever
styofa doing anything
One Nice Bug Per Day

if i look back, i am lost

#extradirty

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hi im an adult, this blog is from my teen years and if you see me follow or like it's bc it's my main blog. ok cool xx
Clytemnestra of Sparta
Shes such a fascinating character I could write an essay on her
If you're lamenting the fact that you used to be able to shoot through a 500-page novel in like a day when you were in middle school and now you can't, it's worth bearing in mind that a big part of that is because when you were in middle school, your reading comprehension sucked. Yes, mental health and the stresses of adult life can definitely be factors, but it's also the case that reading is typically more effortful as an adult because you've learned to Ponder The Implications. The material isn't just skimming over the surface of your brain anymore, and some of the spoons you used to spend on maximising your daily page count are now spent on actually thinking about what you're reading!
Introduction to The Iliad, Emily Wilson
Is is extremely cold outside today?
Yes!
Will that keep me from wearing a short skirt with a vintage academic cardigan?
No!
A Spark Notes personality quiz just told me that I am as pretentious as Oscar Wilde.
I am flattered.
my new thing has been just… acting on my ideas. like i thought maybe my desk would look better on a different part of my room so i like. moved it? just like that! i ripped an old anatomy book and stuck the diagrams up on my wall like some kind of old timey victorian doctor. i wanted a starbucks and i walked one and a half miles back and forth in a floridian storm and goddamn it was a good coffee. life is too short babey if you think of something just do it. nike
This was weirdly motivating
read Spring Day by Amy Lowell please
cranberry juice (the grape kind, of course) in wine glasses makes me happy
my playlists (+ descriptions)
asparagus is in season: character playlist for francis abernathy from the secret history
dark academia but it’s girls: imagine the secret history, dead poets society, and if we were villains but all the male characters are replaced with female counterparts
donna tartt’s walkman: some music donna tartt probably listened to from her bennington days into her secret history days; also evokative of a sexually ambiguous classics student from a homoerotic dark academia novel
the holy trinity: florence, mitski, and hozier
prep school nostalgia: best of my effy stonem phase
scary girl fall: inspired by the gory girls from suspiria, midsommar, the vvitch, the moth diaries, and ginger snaps
turtleneck season: 'tis the season to become the pretentious protagonist of a modern greek tragedy (dark academia but it’s girls pt. 2)
slavic androgynous bette davis and the incongruous meathead: playlist for the goldfinch starring russian vampire and erudite sad boy
“a poem a day keeps the sadness at bay”
— an excerpt from something i’ll never write
things that love you
the moon
flowers
bees !
fluffy clouds ☁️
dogs & soft animals
oh man, I'm falling for someone again? but it's early, so I'm not sure yet
i love autumn, but it's too cold
can we have summer except it's autumn? please?
the one who brings me the most joy loves another. of course i will always support them as they are my friend and i want them to be happy, but there is still a sense of sadness and emptiness.
at this point, I’m thinking the cure for my depression and anxiety would be packing up all my stuffed animals and moving to a clearing in the forest, where I’ll live in an adorable cottage and bake little muffins and have seven frogs
i want to be soft and wear light pinks and drink hot chocolate and watch ballets
at the same time, i'd like to carry around a star map and wear silver glittery makeup and fingerless gloves and stay up all night
but other days i want to be badass and wear black lipstick and kill people with a single look and go to concerts every weekend
i have so many aesthetics and i want to be all of them