#dark acadamia quotes

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

In the burned house i am eating breakfast. You understand: their is no house, no breakfast, yet here i am .....

[mysterieuxclairdelune]

{Chelsea Dingman, from "Psychogeography," published in The Los Angeles Review/ Anne Sexton/ Karen Russell, St. Lucy's Home for Girls - Raised by Wolves/ Abraham Verghese/ Naguib Mahfouz/ Clementine von Radics, Poem: Courtney Love Prays to Oregon/ Aleksandar Hemon, The Lazarus Project/ Fatimah Asghar, from "How'd Your Parents Die Again?" published in The New York Times Magazine/ John Murillo, Poem: Mercy, Mercy, Me}

[soporificsedative]

[thenoorofmyeyes]

Some moon pics i took 2022-2023

[a-cloak]

lovely boy, you’re the murder in my world

[literatureylair]

In your eyes, I find my solace, In your arms, I find my peace. With you, my heart beats in perfect rhythm, And my soul sings a song of bliss.

Moonlit hair that cascades down her shoulders like a river of silk, and in the gentle glow of the stars reminds me of home

~Literatrueylair

[daugterofliterature]

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

[joytri]

of course, I feel too much, I'm a universe of exploding stars.

[academia-lucifer]

@academia-lucifer

[hamoodmood]

Should I kill myself or have a cup of coffee?

Credit for the first pic: @willinskiasinwill

[uncut-feelings]

the intimacy of sharing feelings and thoughts that were buried deep inside with someone who understands and listens to them patiently and acknowledges them and does not make you feel like you're too much is everything

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

To my Milena ( @silenziobruno ) you are abbreviations of heavens !

[mysterieuxclairdelune]

{Juansen Dizon, I Am The Architect of My Own Destruction page 24/ Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 6: 1955-1966/ Alice Hoffman, The Red Garden/ Anaïs Nin, from The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 5: 1947-1955/ Haruki Murakami: Norwegian Wood, page 276/ Michael Ondaatje/ Catherynne M. Valente, The Orphan's Tales: In the Night Garden/ D.H. Lawrence, from The Complete Works; The Plumbed Serpent/ Jean-Paul Sartre, from No Exit/ Alice Notley, from In The Pines: Poems; "In The Pines,"}

[soporificsedative]

when albert campus said, "i was with them and yet i was alone" i felt it all

[pusluktalaratlasi]

roberto santo - "wing of desire".

[apoembymiria]

normalize reading a book without caring if the spine breaks, folded cover, misspelled annotations and just ruining the book completely as a form of art