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𝙵𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝟷𝟼, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹
I am jealous of those who think more deeply, who write better, who draw better, who look better, who live better, who love better than I.
-Sylvia Plath
i think of your lips in the morning
"beauty is...?" zine
hey guys!! i don't really post here but i made this zine for a seminar class at school and i thought it'd be fun to post it here as a sort of commemoration. it's meant to be a physically-bound zine, so the first page is both the front cover (right half) and the back cover (left half).
fuck the beauty industry!!
btw, please don't repost these images without crediting me, @studyinglate :) xoxo
“Do you fall in love often?' Yes often. With a view, with a book , with a dog , a cat, with numbers, with friends, with complete strangers, with nothing at all.”
–Jeanette Winterson , Gut Symmetries
a summer studying aesthetic
flowers tucked in your hair
the warmth of the sun against your skin
staying up late to stargaze, learning the summer constellations by heart
carrying your book bag everywhere you go
a loose shirt with the sleeves rolled up
moving slowly, taking time to appreciate the beauty around you
celebrating the vibrancy of life
fresh fruit staining your lips
reading outside in the shade of a tree
finding time to research new topics that interest you, outside of any specific class
a glass of iced tea, cold and refreshing in the heat
relaxing in a comfortable chair
steadily working through your summer reading list
weekly trips to the library
taking a break from your work to watch the sunset
i just watched dead poets society & like. lol? lol? lol? lo
never again will you catch me rooting for privileged white boys like this but just this once i had no choice
I loved you, I did;
But I'm yet to see if it was my mistake and sin
maurice !!!
—On Love, Marina Tsvetaeva
[text ID: I just want a humble, murderously simple thing: that a person be glad when I walk into the room.]
a paesant evening to:
bastard poets,writers who don't write anything for months, wannabe pianists, french smokers, revolutioners without a revolution, black coffee drinkers, females, romantic old couples,hannibal shippers, my english teacher, people who believe in fairies, summer haters, people who think tweed coats are a personality, bread lovers, ginger girls, pomegranates eaters, whoever read the idiot for fun, unpublished gods, gambits players, melancholic ballerinas and the lucky ones
Shout out to all the notes-app poems, love letters, secrets, novels, diary entries, bucket lists and lyrics that were hurredly typed into people’s phones at 3am and then hidden from the world and forgotten. Maybe one day you’ll open the app and laugh at how pretentious you were, or maybe you’ll smile at that part of yourself that noone else saw