𝙾𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟺, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟷 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟶 -𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟹
Monterey Bay Aquarium
Cosmic Funnies
Cosimo Galluzzi
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Love Begins
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Xuebing Du
$LAYYYTER
cherry valley forever
RMH
KIROKAZE

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The Stonewall Inn

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trying on a metaphor

pixel skylines
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
One Nice Bug Per Day
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𝙾𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟺, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟷 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟶 -𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟹
Alain de Botton // Jon Kabat-Zinn // unknown
🖤 somewhere only we know
“There was no such thing as society and, even if there was, I most certainly had nothing to do with it.”
Trainspotting (1996) dir. Danny Boyle
mary oliver, upstream
“Sometimes you don’t see that the best thing that’s ever happened to you is sitting there, right under your nose.”
Love, Rosie (2014) dir. Christian Ditter
Love, Rosie (2014)
Dreaming at lunch - "times are hard for dreamers" picnic (meet me at the garden, one pm)
reading alone in your room at sunset with your windows open while the wind caresses your skin is probably the closest thing we have to a cure for the human condition
Anaïs Nin, Fire: From “A Journal of Love”: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934–1937
Il momento più solitario nella vita di qualcuno è quando si sta guardando tutto il proprio mondo cadere a pezzi, e tutto quello che si può fare è guardare assenti senza capire.
Francis Scott Fitzgerald (via death-intheheart)
F. Scott Fitzgerald ― This Side of Paradise
Blue Valentine (2010) directed by Derek Cianfrance
modern chaotic academia
ok hear me out here:
odd socks and washed out wide leg grey/blue jeans
procrastinating until the very last minute
an essay is not an essay unless it’s at least twice as long as it needs to be and contains a vast amount of tangents and rants that are very off topic
cute comfy knitted jumpers over old band t-shirts
buying the band t-shirt only because it was cool but you’ve never actually heard of the band before so you listen to them through your headphones until 5am so you can be an (exhausted) expert by the next day and can confidently say “wait…you’ve never heard of ____ before??”
being able to quote ‘the catcher in the rye’ and ‘the outsiders’
watching kickflips on youtube when you should be working
having the most extensive vocabulary but “fuck” is still your only adverb
upbeat, easily excited, quick one liners, sarcasm and loud laughter
definitely read Roald Dahl as a child
playing a complex form of chess with your friends which has rules no one else gets
“well actually I think you’ll find that earlier today my knight and rook launched a rebellion and overthrew the monarchy, this is now a representative democracy. kill my king, save us the effort, VIVA LA REVOLUTION”
extensive day dreaming
watching ‘Blade Runner’ and ‘Kill Your Darlings’
not necessarily being top of the class (the chaotic essays don’t help with that) but knowing a weirdly large amount about random topics
record player on quietly at 2am, dancing gently on your own in your room - letting yourself be still and melancholy now that no one can see
skateboarding to class and waltzing in late with a massive grin on your face, winking at the teacher
only sending texts in lowercase
notes and books sprawled all over your bedroom floor “it’s not messy because *I* can tell you exactly where everything is”
never being able to find anything
losing biro lids
writing notes and essays on those yellow paper pads
waking up late because you forgot to set your alarm; chugging orange juice from the carton; grabbing some toast with jam; sprinting out of the door in the morning, pushing bits of paper and books into your bag as you go
i love being in bed like yea everything is terrible but at least i’m in bed
shoutout to all high school dropouts, students who didn’t get accepted into college, students who used to be on honor roll but became overwhelmed, students who study for hours but still fail tests, or student who don’t study at all due to depression/anxiety, you are all stars and I’m wishing y'all the best luck possible to get back on your feet