The Brunette’s Art Room

Zey, °21°, law student. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.

[thebrunettee]

Café littéraire : comfort place

[shisasan]

F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned (1934)

[thebrunettee]

Blue hues

feeling like a tiny dust in the universe

unable to resist

I'm falling, falling and falling

my thoughts in my brain

I'm spiraling, spiraling and spiraling.

finding comfort in blue, living in blue hues.

[vexheart]

[thebrunettee]

Maybe forgetfulness, like a kind snow, should numb and cover them.

But they were part of me. They were my landscape.

The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath.

[perfectfeelings]

“I believe in the person I want to become.”

— Lana Del Rey

[thebrunettee]

It was people who left me alone when I were around them. It was my thoughts who never left when I wanted to be alone.

Z.

[thebrunettee]

The Bell Jar, Sylvia Plath

[prispls]

[thebrunettee]

[thebrunettee]

Pillow thoughts

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— lunamonchtuna (via letsbelonelytogetherr)

[lunamonchtuna]

— Jay Vespertine (via lunamonchtuna)

[thebrunettee]

This line will haunt me forever.

[ariaiscursed]

- gloomy weather and ice-cold stone

[thebrunettee]

[thebrunettee]

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Melissa Cox