"Death is but the next great adventure"

Does anyone want to discuss If We Were Villains?

[weirdlytiredpoet]

One of the worst feelings in the world has to be not taking to your friend of four years for quite a while, feeling your phone buzz, and realize it's just your phone saying you've run out of storage.

[talkgentlytome]

Tag yourself I’m the “Overdressed and Underappreciated”. Artist : http://www.mattadrian.com/ 

[vvillowenna]

If you thought “hm those styles of art AND speech seem very familiar,” you are right because it is the same person that did these

[the-husbando]

Oh my god damn

[weirdlytiredpoet]

Someone needs to put these paintings side by side to Starry night--

[weirdlytiredpoet]

'tis the Twilight of November sixth, and I've just begun a journey for everlasting national knowledge.

{ Translation, I'm learning French and it is very confusing, can someone help--? }

[weirdlytiredpoet]

Dark academia in a nutshell,

Bipolar symptoms

Drama

Poetry and literature

Sarcasm and wit

Slytherin, Ravenclaws, and Hufflepuffs love child cough cough

Striving for equality and a balanced world

Almost burning your books while holding a candle over them so your parents or roommates don't see you're still up at three am

Either turns in work far earlier than everyone else and being Einstein in their eyes, or turning everything in the day due

[weirdlytiredpoet]

In my, by no means reasonable, opinion { which you probably shouldn't listen to }, there are three types of Chaotic people,

Type A, The in your face, you can't really avoid it Chaotic. Their desk is a mess and so is their bag. They dream of running away with their best friend to Tokyo, and underneath that dark black hair, there's a small smile when people look their way to see the new attraction. Mental state? I don't think they have one by now, anyone being sorted into any of these groups has to be on some FBI list, but these types? I don't think they could find the plans to take over the world beneath Hershey's wrappers. Great cat owners though.

And type B, the secret chaos. With neat handwriting and never messy hair and a unholy backpack that even smells like clean somehow, you'd never suspect the desk full of clothes with their neat bag thrown on top before they sit down and read A Tell Tale Heart for the fifth time. These types typically get along with type C, bonding over the fact that they have the perfect idea on how to turn everyone inside their class against each other. Beware when these two eyes befall on you, you're either the love of their life, or the next victim.

Type C: The neutral Chaotic, you never really know what's going on in their head with the withering glances they've thrown your way, and they always raise their hand to answer so you know they're smart, not to mention they finish work before everyone else, and there's basically nothing they can't do... but for some reason you just can't help but think something else lies beneath that resting Edgar Allen Poe face. Those laughs and faces made when they read books shows that, if you pay attention. Really the only thing that differs them from type b is the slight hints you get with them. { Also very romantic, and really no one deserves them-- }

[weirdlytiredpoet]

Forget, "Just a small girl in a big world" in your tinder profile, why not,

"A seldom loving partner who's one goal in life is to dramatically sweep everything off an old computer table inside a college dorm of Oxford or Yale, or Harvard... Or any Ivy league really, and vividly explain where and how to hide the body of a member of our friend group who knows we killed a farmer while preforming a bacchanal. Then cuddle with my lover while wondering when our lives got so complicated. In a large city."

[weirdlytiredpoet]

Do you ever contemplate the whole meaning of existence in period four? Me neither. It was period five.

[weirdlytiredpoet]

... I need to stop loving you.

[weirdlytiredpoet]

Hélén, not my name, but it could be someone.

[weirdlytiredpoet]

The Women and The Murder.

How to get away with Murder

Any and all murder.

[weirdlytiredpoet]

Cupid has the best job in the world, he gets to shoot people with an arrow,

And be glorified for it.

[weirdlytiredpoet]

To Kill A Mockingbird, To Sin, To shoot.

{ For context you'd have to read to about chapter... 12?-- to understand why it is to sin, or maybe there's a thing that I don't know and everyone knows it is a sin to kill a Mockingbird-- }

[weirdlytiredpoet]

I just spent the last half an hour discussing the philosophy and morals behind this painting, oh what did I get my friend get you ask?

The person who modeled is either a madman, or a liar. Both are faults.

This was edited, her exact words were,

He's a murderer or just bought a skull off of Amazon. Either way he's a total douche, I cAn PaiNT woah is me--

I don't think she understood what I was asking her-- but she got answers!

[weirdlytiredpoet]

I've grown tired of solving other people problems.

[weirdlytiredpoet]

I believe I've found the cure to unparalleled loneliness ladies and gents:

Isolation and problems so dreadful you wouldn't dare to think of anything else.

[weirdlytiredpoet]

"Prior to this first weekend in the country, my recollections of the fall are distant and blurry: from here on out, they come into a sharp, delightful focus. It is here that the silted manequins of my initial acquaintance begin to yawn and stretch and come to life."

~ Donna Tartt,

Τhe secret History

[weirdlytiredpoet]

Alas, poor gentleman,

He look'd not like the ruins of his youth

But like the ruins of those ruins.

~ John Ford,

The Broken Heart