How Can I Romanticise Studying At Awfully Modern University? The Building Is Fairly New And Of Course

"you got snap or insta?" i have a rope i can hang myself with

The generation gap between me and ppl of my own age

really the meaning of life is when a singer stops singing and the crowd knows every single word

i need this, this is much more dramatic than a thermos

1920′s Traveling tea case. From America in the 1920′s, FB.

What is your opinion of Henry Winter as a character? I confess that I'm a little curious to know

Welllll, I might *not* be objective here. But, I find him really really interesting and in my opinion we could’ve learn more about him. I know that not knowing all about the characters is one of TSH purposes, but still - Henry is just too fascinating. I won’t lust all over him here, publicly, but… I think it’s kind of obvious what else I think of him

i want to be hugged.

i want someone to stroke my hair.

i want someone to tell me they’re proud of me.

i want someone to hold my hand in public.

i want someone to tell me everything’s gonna be okay.

i want someone to softly caress my skin.

i want someone to teach me their hobbies.

i want someone to explain to me stuff i don’t understand.

i want someone to give me forehead kisses.

i just want to feel safe, for once.

Hello please reblog this if you’re okay with people sending you random asks to get to know you better

born to be a henry winter forced to be a richard papen

feeling that oppressive urge to have a group of friends who have weekly dinners at someone’s apartment, flock together on campus, debate literature and philosophy over wine soaked nights, study in the library together long after everyone’s gone, write each other letters when we’re apart for the holidays, run about the woods at night and be utterly, utterly free.

Life is short. Drink another coffee. Read another book. Listen to your favourite song again. Hug your mom. Laugh. Cry. Dance in the rain. Push your friend off a cliff because of a milkshake.