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I need to lie on the mossy floor of a forest for a while.

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“Daughters”, 2017.

Model: Loreal Prystaj

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Mary Shelley, about to run away with Shelley, invent a whole new literary genre, write several complex novels and partake in several translations and adaptations, overall becoming one of the most interesting, rich and complex romantic and gothic writers: Time to make myself proud, and everyone else a little nervous

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Tag yourself as these Dark Academia subjects 

all songs can be found on my dark academia playlist here

Inspired by @cordurose

English: ‘I Don’t Love You Anymore’ by The Honeysticks

falling crows of ink tumbling across your page, floods of heartbroken poetry written under amber candle light, the comforting warmth of being in an empty library graced with the presence of years of knowledge, midnight meetings to write the next revolution 

Maths: ‘Cold Cold Cold’ by Cage The Elephant

crisp white shirts embellished with suspenders and checkered ties, fogged tortoise shell glasses like silent mornings on the mountain side, the rush of chalk on the board when someone is able to solve a problem, a brain that works in numbers and rationality mixed in with a mind falling into the imaginable

Latin: ‘There Is a Light That Never Goes Out’ by The Smiths 

cheek kisses on the statues that line the walls defensive and armed ready for war, red wine stains marking shirts like undefinable drops of blood, the sound of type writers echoing around biting cold corridors, uncountable hours sat in the library drowning in unreadable words

Art: ‘Freedom’ by Teddy Hyde 

the villainous warmth of alcohol on your insides, watercolored blends under watery sun beams, moulding minds like play doh with brush strokes, a mind flooded with colour and ideas like a broken kaleidoscope, unnameable stains marking hands and arms, the most unshatterable disguise 

Astronomy: ‘Night In’ by Retro Video Club

listening to the empty voices that echo around the observatory tower, pencil diagrams of scattered constellations, watching the sky shatter and blur, sharing your unspeakable secrets with the full moon at witching hour, sipping whiskey on rooftops 

History: ‘Ms’ by alt-J

turtlenecks hiding the passionate rose pricks from the night before, coffee tables built of stolen library books, embellishing outfits with a hint of subtle rebellion, lost hours sacrificed to the statues in the museum, symmetrical lecture halls stained with burnt caramel, crimson rose and eggshell

Philosophy: ‘Broken’ by Adam Barnes

drowning in the midnight velvet waves of your own mind, bitter black coffee cleansing your throat under the early risen sun, cracked halos and bittersweet devils, ancient pillars cracked and bruised, knowing that sometimes there is no ‘right’ and ‘wrong’

Psychology: ‘Mr Loverman’ by Ricky Montgomery

laced collars peeking out from under jumpers like bashful woodland creatures, loosely curled hair following the landscape of your body, proving those who under estimated you wrong in the most delightful scheme of revenge, staring contests with marbled statues 

Law: ‘Cherry Wine’ by Hozier

button up shirts embellishing busy days, following the straight lines of the path, bubbling power boiling under the surface, unwelcomed nights scanning notes and rules created by people you'll never meet, the blurred line between justice and anger

Politics: ‘Why’d You Only Call Me When You’re High’ by Arctic Monkeys 

retaliating comments and blurred lines, easy lies told through sips of wine, anxiety embellishing your body with nibbled nails and bitten lips, undeniable sexual tension shared between forbidden hearts, pleasure building up to one day like a hourglass that cannot be cracked or broken

Medicine: ‘Dreams’ by The Cranberries

smashed glass and unfixable mistakes, charcoal black coffee in ceramic mugs under steel skies, swimming through library books in hunt for all the knowledge to be the fixer, nibbled pencils tucked behind ears, watercolour bleeding of moral question 

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authors in dark academia

oscar wilde - fast beating hearts, red wine left out overnight, victorian shirts, a crisp autumn breeze, holding hands with someone you shouldn’t, a painter staring at a blank canvas, brown coats, meticulously done hair, being misunderstood, sitting alone in a hard wood chair late at night, dead roses, gold rings

mary shelley - billowing curtains, thunderstorms that you feel in your chest, waking up from a nightmare, hands cold to the bone, earl grey tea, old anatomy books, losing a loved one too soon, purple bruises, a red velvet dress, a calcified heart, half written love letters, fountain pens, moss covered gravestones

fyodor dostoevsky - leather bound books, dust covered homes, pawn shops, chest pains, the sharp cold of winter, rotting apples, dark circles under the eyes from not sleeping for days, thrifted classics, an empty hallway, a spoonful of sugar, rushed handwriting, stale vodka, an old hat, pebbles from a driveway

bram stoker - dried blood on a white shirt, staring at the mirror until your features start to disappear, an old record playing on repeat, gothic churches, pining over poets, a scraped knee, pomegranate seeds, tobacco incense, a forgotten supper, hands stripped from over-washing, a tattered portrait of an unknown man

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Me: I’m strong and independent. I don’t need love to be happy!

Also me: If a tall, rich, and handsome man doesn’t walk across a field in the early morning mist to tell me that I have bewitched him body and soul soon I might have to do something drastic

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Reminder that academia isn’t just an aesthetic but a way of living that allows you to see all the beauty in the world, to learn to your hearts content for the sake of learning, and to embrace human resilience and creation. It is NOT an excuse to think you’re better than anyone who “hAsnT rEad sHaKEspEaRe” nor is it required that you “look a certain way”. Wanna go all grunge and learn about Greek mythology? Wanna wear pastels and flower print while reading Dante’s Inferno? Wanna wear sweats and research Egyptian curses? Go for it! You aren’t bound to one aesthetic and should not feel pressured to look or behave a certain way! To me academia is about learning and love. Regardless of sexual orientation, race, gender, disability, etc. You are welcome here <3

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the photo on the left was taken while driving at a very high altitude through the mist in the balkan mountains.

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Hampton Court Palace

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listen i love women, i LOVE them. but if u r a feminist & believe that women are capable of anything, u also have to recognize that women are capable of being evil and sadistic and malicious. because the point of feminism is that women are human beings. they are not ethereal beings who can Do No Wrong. women make mistakes and they commit crimes and they hurt people. blindly praising all women for being perfect is actively harmful to people who have been hurt and abused by women and also to women as a group because we are NOT perfect! we are human and that is the whole damn point my dude.

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details from my wall

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Austin Perrotta

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