l'infinita vanità del tutto

i read books, i study, i watch movies ｜elena ~ 23 ~ med student ~ italy｜

[die-rosastrasse]

Witchy woods 🐞🍄

My photography, Spring 2026

[fitzcrozier]

[kittiestumbl4]

Art by Victoria Villasana

[itsloriel]

Jef Bourgeau

On The Hunt 2024

via Painting

[demiboydemon]

[whimsifae]

the most fun a girl can have is finding parallels, noticing patterns, making connections, contemplating

[miss-nerd-alert]

[mikimeiko]

L'amica geniale | Season 4 (2024), Saverio Costanzo

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literary analysis being posited as this boring grueling penance that only miserable people insist on is very dumb as an idea but its even more dumb to me, the guy who gets so excited about it that he has to clap and pound his fists against the ground and walk in circles at a dizzying speed unbeknownst to man

[guro-rusame]

[garden-ofjoy]

I WANT TO READ ALL THE BOOKS, STUDY ALL THE LANGUAGES, ADMIRE ALL THE ART... BUT I AM JUST SO TIRED!!!

[ashstfu]

there are days when i regret not studying literature but i believe that choosing to read for pleasure, and occasionally abandoning my actual work in favor of immersing myself in tales makes the whole act of reading feel like a romantically illicit affair

[shellshooked]

children of the gods

[thewuzzy]

i’m obsessed with the mum from ponyo. driving single lane on a cliff edge? drift those turns in your nissan cube. husband has to work an extra shift? tell him to fuck off in morse code. pet fish turned into a child on your driveway? adopt her. town drowned in a tsunami? leave your 5 year old in charge, he’s the man of the house now

[brainrotdotorg]

ideal woman to me and i am not kidding

[poisonedcure]

SHE SHOULD BE AT THE CLUB

[lastoneout]

I don’t think the club could handle her

[100493503004422]

girl what's wrong? are you experiencing the sylvia plath fig tree in your head again?

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[limitiv]

'generations'

[cabalt]

Thank you, sensei

[el-elux]

Mio padre ha sempre fatto il muratore, odia chi si lamenta, chi sta zitto e gli ottimisti; ha sempre poco tempo per l'amore e tutte le altre cose inventate dai comunisti.

Il suo diploma da geometra sta appeso in soffitta da vent'anni, in una teca polverosa, e da piccolo sognavo anch'io di avere una teca che dicesse che so fare qualche cosa.

Lui avrebbe voluto che facessi gli studi da architetto, oppure da ingegnere; ma io volevo fare il musicista, a suonare la chitarra passavo le mie sere.

Ricordo un giorno mi prese da parte, mi disse "Non capisci proprio un cazzo della vita: perché solo a chi si sporca le mani è concesso il privilegio di avere una coscienza pulita." [...]

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