"those who find ugly meanings in beautiful things are corrupt without being charming" is such a raw quote holy shit
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Monterey Bay Aquarium
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
I'd rather be in outer space šø
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"those who find ugly meanings in beautiful things are corrupt without being charming" is such a raw quote holy shit
chaotic dark academia aesthetic letsago!
gifted kid burnout
busted boots that just about fit
long, comfortable coats
reading classics online and theorising over every little thing
falling asleep in a class and trying to find where you were
messy handwriting that only you can read
coffee stained paper with quotes from poems you vaguely recall
headphones that are either blasting beautiful classical or hardcore rock and roll
quotes on the wall next to band posters
not being particularly good at some arts but still loving them
laughing at cheesy puns about classic literature
Mozart is for light academics
Claude Debussy is for the cottagecores
Tchaikovsky is for dark royalty cores
Bach is for the dark academics
Chopin is for chaotic academias
Franz Liszt is light royalty core
@ people who write fanfics abt classic literature............ ur the backbone of this society never stop doing gods work
āDoes such a thing as āthe fatal flaw,ā that showy dark crack running down the middle of a life, exist outside literature?ā ā Donna Tartt, The Secret History
Another lover hits the universe,
The circle is broken,
But with death comes rebirth,
And like all lovers and sad people,
I'm a poet.
- Allen Ginsberg, Kill your darlings
achilles took ādrag himā a little far
are you ever just having a good day when you suddenly remember how achilles was so upset over patroclusā death that the gods had to intervene, and after achilles fought the river god, the rest of the gods were actually afraid bc in his grief he defeated one of them, and achilles fought everyone possible because he wanted to die because he saw no point in living without patroclus, and when parisā arrow struck him, he fell to the ground with a smileĀ
me: *is trying to read The Iliad*
my brain: *why read Homer when you can read patrochilles fanfiction*
ā¦maybe Iāve always been more comfortable in chaosā¦
Florence WelchĀ
Tag yourself as these musical instruments
all songs can be found on my dark academia playlist here
Violin:Ā āVanilla Curlsā by Teddy Hyde
creamy light pouring through chiffon curtains, sipping on mugs of milky coffee, crisp fresh sheets of music, the morning harmonies of birds humming, surpriseĀ presents wrapped in brown paper and embellished with a twine bow
Electric Guitar:Ā āMalloryā by Back to Yours
winks that remain in your thoughts like bloody daggers, leather jackets stained with sinning nights, splashing burning liquor down your throat, broken promises and minusculeĀ regrets, making wishes on the glowing city landscapeĀ
Piano:Ā āSLOW DANCING IN THE DARKā by Joji
red velvet dresses that cascade down spiral staircases like a bloody waterfall, drenching your tongue in the taste of red wine, heavy gothic jewellery adorned against porcelain skin, fresh eyes clear and alert
Saxophone:Ā āInstant Coffeeā by Bugs
iridescentĀ bubbles casting the magic spell of laughter on children, romanticisingĀ the bus journey you take each morning, sharing a plentiful pickĀ ānā mix with the person you wish was more than just a friend, orange bows intertwinedĀ in your hair
Harp:Ā āAngelā by FINNEAS
warming rays tinkled with stardust, resting your head on the tickling grass and letting your mind unwind into the dirt, cream walls coated in growing ivy, fairy lights sending sparkles around your room like artificialĀ constellations
Drums:Ā āIf I Get Highā by Nothing But Thieves
nocturnal days only knowing the graceful face of the moon and forgetting the vicious expression of the sun, running your fingers through tangles of hair, battered trainers stained with unrecognisable marks
We all grew up and did the things we said weād never do.
Unknown (via sunsetquotes)
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Some people turn sad awfully young. No special reason, it seems, but they seem almost to be born that way. They bruise easier, tire faster, cry quicker, remember longer and, as I say, get sadder younger than anyone else in the world. I know, for I'm one of them.
Ray Bradbury, Dandelion Wine
I feel as if life has more to give me at any given moment, there is several hundred possibilities in one moment, but we only ever pick one, and that, is the joy and horror of living
No one can make you feel inferior without consent.
Eleanor RooseveltĀ (via classictmacademia)
not to be pretentious but i could go for a romantic affair through love letters or only when the moon is full or something