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My jaw dropped. 🎀🥀
the relationship between a girl and her favourite mug is something that can be so personal
the girlies reading
Pride and Prejudice characters + being a mood
Pick your favourite moment from Oscar Wilde's wild life
him pretending to be a part of a cult
him suing his boyfriend's father for calling him gay
him fighting his wallpaper on his death bed
him complaining because he couldn't smoke in a museum
him being suspended from oxford because of his vacation during the school year
him giving the main character of his novel the surname of his gay lover
him claiming during his trial that he didn't kiss a guy just because he was ugly
him informing his boyfriend that he's smoking weed with his side hoe
When Jane Austen wrote to Cassandra, “What dreadful hot weather we have! It keeps me in a continual state of inelegance”, I felt that. It’s September, and If they don’t turn the sun off and let me enjoy Autumn, I promise I’ll leave Earth with aliens the second NASA announces they exist.
One of my favorite things about Jane Austen is that she knew the real fear wasn’t running into some terrifying Frenchman or finding your lover’s wife in the attic…it was having to spend time with someone who is slighter cooler than you are, or playing piano in front of a critical audience, or thinking a picnic will be the perfect time for your jokes but then it isn’t
My favorite genre of drama are the Herondales
I want a Herondale so badly
I'd do anything for a library like that (even the nasty things)
Reading Jane Austen's letters (the ones that did not get destroyed) made me deeply convinced that we would instantly become the best friends of all time if we ever met. She was the wittiest, most sarcastic and smartest person to ever walk this earth and so am I.
Sometimes, I think about how Emily Dickinson will never die. Her poems were being read in the XIXth century, and they are read nowadays, and will still be extremely popular in hundreds of years. She made herself immortal through them, and I wish I were a poet so that I could do the same thing.
Taylor Swift WAS right!!!! I DO want auroras and sad prose!!! I DO want to watch wisteria grow right over my bare feet!!! those Windermere peaks DO look like a perfect place to cry!!! I DO want to set off with my muse to where all the poets went to die!!! fuck these hunters with cell phones (I'm one)
Book recommendations for autumn
Although the temperature outside is shockingly high, I have already stepped into my autumnal state of mind. I can't think of a better fall activity than writing a Tumblr post with a list of books one can read while drinking a pumpkin spice-flavoured coffee while snacking on biscuits and listening to the rain.
Murder on the Orient Express by Agatha Christie (or any other criminal novel, preferably read by night while covering yourself in your favourite blanket.)
Northanger Abbey by Jane Austen (a brilliant parody of gothic novels and delusional teenage girls, perfect spooky vibes)
Dead Poets Society by N.H. Kleinbaum (gay teenagers study poetry under the most magnificent teacher in entire literature)
Twilight by Stephenie Meyer (It's even more cringy than you remember it from your middle school years)
The Secret History by Donna Tartt (Obnoxious terrible characters study antiquity while losing themselves in the process)
If We Were Villains by M.L.Rio (The same as the Secret History but make it Shakespeare-obsessed theater kids).
Harry Potter and the philosopher's stone by Remus Lupin (A classic, as long as you don't live under a rock you've probably read it already, nonetheless it wouldn't be an autumn book list without this novel, although it's a love-the-franchise hate-the-author situation)
Ninth House by Leigh Bardugo (This book will make you regret not being a posh kid who can afford to go to YALE, it makes the idea of joining a secret society extremely appealing).
Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky (A broke law student kills a usurer, which is the beginning of an avalanche of disaster. Spoiler, The book ends with him becoming a catholic while dating an ex prostitute).
Little Women by L.M. Alcott (Watch Greta Gerwig's adaptation for an extra fall vibe, the book is wonderful as well. Makes me regret not having sisters).
Jane Eyre by the one and only Charlotte Bronte (Aka why romanticizing Victorian England is an indicator of idiocy).
Persuasion by Jane Austen (A novel that will gaslight you into believing that if you're twenty-seven your bloom is gone, you might as well never leave the house again if you're not married).
Frankenstein (This book freaks me out so much, it's gorgeously written.)
Macbeth (The moral of this drama is to never trust three witches you meet when strolling over Highlands).
Wuthering heights (I could write an entire essay about how superior Mr. Darcy is to Mr. Rochester, but Wuthering Heights still is one of the best novels I've ever read. The spooky vibes are immaculate, it made me want to travel to Haworth during fall).
The picture of Dorian's gray (Dorian Gray would've hated the "aged" TikTok filter.)
The invisible life of Addie Larue (The first line of this book is a summarization of its plot, for the entire novel "A girl is running for her life.", However, we grow to love her in the process).
That would be it. Autumn is one of my favourite seasons, and I can't wait to get the most out of it. I'm sorry in advance for the person I'll become after drinking Pumpkin Spice Latte for the first time this year. May the Christian Autumn Girls rise and sweaty, sun-burned summer preferring children fall.