aesthetic for @vincasofvitya
the color of aged parchment
brief sketches and diagrams in the margins of your physics homework
swaying alone to your favorite songs
keeping a book in your backpack at all times
parabolas and trajectories drawn in a few concise strokes of your pen
reading in the dappled shade of an old tree
valuing your independence over approval from those around you
the feeling of meeting someone with whom your soul connects
expressing emotion through writing, organizing your thoughts by letting them flow from your pen
working independently, analyzing a problem until it makes sense
scratch paper covered in chemical diagrams
unsent letters, collecting dust
wandering through an art museum, absorbing the beauty and grandeur of it all
mastering concepts in a way that makes sense to you
trusting yourself first and others second
wearing your heart on your sleeve, unashamed of your emotions
envelopes sealed in wax
“flowers and mirror” - abbott fuller graves
Over the Garden Wall
Chapter 9 - Into the Unknown
Dark academia girls aesthetic 🗝📚🥀
the phrase “curiosity killed the cat” is actually not the full phrase it actually is “curiosity killed the cat but satisfaction brought it back” so don’t let anyone tell you not to be a curious little baby okay go and be interested in the world uwu
bookstore cats...the cutest!
Thank you so much for 10,000 followers!!
Nowadays. there are so many subcultures and I must say I like the academics the most. We all are in one way or another smart and strive for knowledge. We appreciate languages and cultures and all the classics. We relate to each other. And somehow we all just want to sit in an armchair with a cup of tea and read our novel. And that is why I feel like this oldfashioned comunity is the best.
Things of bittersweet beauty:
empty perfume bottles
dead roses
deserted hallways
abandoned buildings
unsent letters
old photographs
And — I suppose he fell in love with the moon because she kissed his pianic fingers and shone light upon every key he played when everyone else refused to listen to his sonata.
Dainea S. Jules