Latest Posts by academia-wannabe - Page 4
" I suppose I love my scars because they have stayed with me longer than most people have. "
- Nikita Gill, Scars
what emotion do you write from
homosexuality
chaotic academia, pinterest
"To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all."
-Oscar Wilde
Same, Mr Wilde... same
" The very essence of romance is uncertainty."
- Oscar Wilde, The importance of Being Earnest and other Plays.
Bucharest, Romania 2021//outside a gallery of art
Johann Zoffany Self-portrait, 1761 (detail)
‘Pomegranates, Majorca’ by John Singer Sargent (american, 1856 - 1925)
‘Summer Day’ by Frank Weston Benson (american, 1862 - 1951)
Varsha Lad on Instagram
Someday
I will be
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Ferruccio Scattola, La Festa del Redentore a Venezia
By Kawanabe Kyōsai (Japanese, 1831-1889)
I have the sudden urge to just cut contact with everyone I know, and to become a mysterious person who everyone is curious about , but they dont know anything about me.
I want to be seen walking through the rain on a Thursday evening with my trenchcoat and purple scarf, headed to the bookshelf, where I can sit and look brooding while reading the many used books.
I want to then disappear, and no one sees me leave. I want to be a mystery. I want people to wonder, "who is that? And why are they here?"
Another language I wish I knew, Latin, to inspire.
Temple, London | francesmehardie
10.11.19 Manchester
“After all, is not a real Hell better than a manufactured Heaven?” - E.M. Forster, Maurice
And so being young and dipped in folly I fell in love with melancholy.
Edgar Allan Poe, Romance 1831
Where I wish to be attending online school from
Whosoever is delighted in solitude, is either a wild beast or a god.
Aristotle
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Villa Borghese. Rome, Italy.
aesthetic for @mathemaphia
the glide of a fountain pen across paper
wanting to understand the world and your place in it
an organized desk, everything in its place
finding satisfaction in the precision of mathematics
a freshly steeped cup of tea with fragrant steam
your favorite tea mug set out on your desk
splotches of ink on your hands, worn like badges of honor
always hungry for knowledge, eager to know more about everything
books that make you contemplate your own existence
novels by kafka by your bed
using math as a lens through which to decipher the world and its rules
gazing out the window on long car rides
language textbooks - french, german, korean - stacked by your desk
finding order and patterns in the world
a contemplative soul, mulling over big philosophical ideas
pages filled with long strings of calculations
muttering verb conjugations as you work on memorization
wanting everyone to see beauty in math the way you do, even though it’s considered a frightening subject
researching your favorite authors
studying language, shaping your mouth around unfamiliar words
the literature students
nights spent studying in the library, dozens of books piled on the desk before you
lingering in your favorite bookstore
debating with friends about your favorite authors
old books with faded bindings and handwritten notes in the margins
memorizing your favorite passages to recite back to yourself
overfilled bookshelves, volumes stacked on the floor by your bed
scribbling notes to yourself late at night, then trying to decipher them in the morning
beautiful handwriting scrawled across the page
worn out copies of your favorite books
wishing you could resurrect long-dead authors and poets
ribbon bookmarks tucked between pages
quotes by your favorite authors written on your walls
libraries with bookshelves that tower to the ceiling, books as far as the eye can see
carrying a book with you everywhere you go
fancy volumes with gilded edges
deep analysis, dissecting themes and diction and metaphor
leaning forward in your seat during class, eager to share your insights
researching your favorite authors, beginning to understand why they wrote how they did
handwritten copies of poems pinned up by your desk
the ache of finishing a particularly good book, knowing you’ll never read it for the first time again
annotating writing in your favorite pen
a sense of comfort anywhere you’re surrounded by books
aesthetic for @cassiopeia721
old maps pinned to your walls
flipping through a history book, piecing the past together bit by bit
ivy covered walls
books on world affairs and political science piling up on your desk
crumbling stone illuminated by flickering candlelight
using history to inform your opinions on current events
the rich green of early summer
taking time to yourself to gather your thoughts
a notebook and pen in your bag at all times
rushed handwriting, legible only to you
the moment of clarity when inspiration strikes
reading the news while a cup of tea steeps nearby
practicing martial arts, paying attention to the movement of your body
dark colors, an air of mystery
reading under your favorite tree
a love of people, of the vibrant lives lived by everyone around you
learning about niche historical figures
growing plants on your windowsill
a desire to understand the world you live in
saving photos of the places you want to travel someday
studying the past to learn the origins of the present