wisteriaacademia112 - coffee and tears
coffee and tears

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2 years ago
- Rebecca Solnit

- rebecca solnit

2 years ago

good morning. i have been awake for 10 minutes and i am already having an existential crisis

2 years ago

drink your coffee. read your books. it's chaos out there.

2 years ago

" Autumn is my season, dear. It is, after all, the season of the soul. "

- Virginia Woolf

2 years ago

She’s a ten but anytime she’s going through a hard time, she automatically reads and listens to music all day because she would rather escape this world and focus on other peoples sorrow and problems than her own.

2 years ago

babe i'm not even here

i hallucinate about living in my pinterest moodboards

2 years ago

One of the worst feelings has to be when you finish an amazing book and have no one to talk to about it

2 years ago

When Evelyn Waugh wrote "sometimes, I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that there's no room for the present at all" and I felt that in my bones.

2 years ago

It has come to my attention that some people don't visualise when they read which is so fascinating to me, who pictures everything, the characters, their clothes, the locations, the rooms they're in ect

2 years ago

idk i just wanna sit in a dark library at night in the candlelight wearing an oversized sweater and exchange glances over my book to my lover while the rain pours outside and feel at peace with the world

2 years ago

the book worm urge to buy all the pretty classic covers of all the books you want.

2 years ago
Mary Oliver, From "Song For Autumn"

Mary Oliver, from "Song for Autumn"

2 years ago

I just want to live in big oversized sweaters and read while drinking hot coffee and look out at the rain from the comfort of my tiny cozy little home.

2 years ago

minimalism is cool but have you ever had all the things you love in your room

2 years ago
[ID: A Page Of A Play. It Reads As Follows, "Theseus: Stop. Give Me Your Hand. I Am Your Friend. / Herakles:

[ID: A page of a play. It reads as follows, "Theseus: Stop. Give me your hand. I am your friend. / Herakles: I fear to stain your clothes with blood. / Theseus: Stain them, I don't care." End text.]

Herakles - Euripides (Tr. Anne Carson)

2 years ago

December’s immaculate coldness feels warm. December feels like blood.

— Zinaida Gippius

2 years ago

i am nothing in my soul if not academically burnt out

2 years ago

my favourite coping mechanism is buying books

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