me, reading & learning about ancient romans & greeks on paper: :)
me, remembering they were real, conscious people with opinions, memories & fears: :|
once again why did we let masquerade balls and handwritten letters and heart lockets and daggers strapped to thighs go out of fashion
Quoted a passage from The Aeneid and now my boyfriend thinks I'm a witch.
(images from pinterest)
“humanity is inherently selfish and bad” bbbrrrghuhjfkg. humanity is seeing a stranger’s grocery bag break open on the sidewalk and harvesting fruits and veggies from the branch-like cracks of the asphalt for them, just because you can. humanity is helping a lost child find their mother on a crowded beach, looking for the ladybug-patterned parasol with their hummingbird-small hand in yours. it’s an elder’s fingers wrapped around your arm as you help them up the stairs because the elevator is broken, and feeling like you’re doing exactly what you’re supposed to be doing, like this is what you would’ve been doing had you been alive centuries or even millennia ago. there will always be a heavily pregnant woman who will smile at you when you give up your seat, a nice blind man in the fruit aisle who will ask you to please pick the riper plantain for him, a tired cashier whose face will light up when you compliment their tattoo sleeve. humanity is connection
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
summertime :):)
to be sat after a long day at the beach, close to them, hair salty with sea water and just know that i'm loved
waking up before them and just hearing them breathe quietly, being able to cuddle close and fall asleep again
running in the rain and not having to worry about anything important
watching the sunrise together
such a tight hug that i don't ever want to let go
getting a song sent with the message "it made me think of you"
them doing my eyeliner for me
reading aloud in the summer evening glow
slow dance by the fireplace
sitting in a parked car, holding hands, as we watch the sunset
go cloud-gazing, lay down in the grass on a sunny day, or empty roads on a rainy day, stare up at the sky and let your mind wander.
read a book so complex that you don't understand anything, fill your arms with scrawled definitions.
writing poems and notes of kindness, hiding them for other people to find and pass along!
read passages of love in another language, untranslated and realise that love can surpass even the greatest of barriers.
find your favourite flower! hunt for it, research it, write an essay on why you love it and how much it means to you!
buy another copy of your favourite book, fill the pages with annotations and give it to a second hand shop for somebody else to experience it the way that you do.
fill a journal with moments of your life, even if you don't think they're very interesting.
listen to music whilst looking at the moon and stars, realising how beautiful life is.
visit an art gallery or a museum near you. become familiar with it, visit it until you know it inside out. make it your special place.
learn the little things about people, including yourself. find their favourite colour and why, find their music taste, their taste in books until you know them perfectly.
the small things! taking sips of warm beverages becomes the most comforting thing, closing your eyes for a moment on a bus and focusing on the lull of movement.
bake/cook your favourite treat. experiment and find the way that makes it taste simply ethereal.
Dark academia is the aesthetic for people who:
Had a tense emo phase that matured into dark academia
Had an unhealthy Harry Potter obsession and now hates J. K. Rowling
Played games revolving around mythical creature as a child
Was able to read at an adult level at age 8 and spent their childhood reading
summer haze: the slow march of the day, a golden glow from the heat outside, a lingering kiss on your cheek, languorous music from back porches, the juice of ripe apricots, fading tan marks, pages of poetry books, beige bathing suits while sunbathing