Beauty In The Midday Gloom Of Paris

Being a history major is you wake up, you read about the most horrifying atrocities ever committed before you finish your morning coffee, you write a 10 page research paper and forget to put a single footnote because that's a problem for tomorrow, you cry about the fact that humans have had vibrant experiences for millennia and we treasure the scattered remnants they leave behind, you catalogue 100 pages of meaningless government documents in an excel spreadsheet, and then maybe at the end of the day you get a waffle.

i am just a girl i should not have to “fulfill my course requirements” to get a “degree” what kind of a society is this anyway

where am i gonna get academic validation after i’m done with school

This morning I took myself for breakfast and spent until midday in the same spot reading The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath and working on a short story.

𝗕𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝘆 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗯𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀 ・。*.

🎀📖₊✧ 🖋

What would they know?

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