when the Donna Tartt; dark sweaters and short skirts; lace tights and mary jane’s; ink stained fingertips and scribbled notes in the margins; Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein and M.L. Rio’s If We Were Villians; writing in a spiraled notebook; lectures on Rome and Religion; starts to resurface in your psyche
“…Are you, are you, comin’ to the tree? / Where a dead man called out, for his love to flee, / Strange things did happen here, no stranger would it be / If we met at midnight in the hanging tree…”
"I'll tell them put me back in it/ Darling, I would do it again/ If I could hold you for a minute/ Darling, I'd go through it again," -Francesca, Hozier
“The gods envy us. They envy us because we are mortal, because any moment may be our last. Everything is more beautiful because we are doomed.”
- Homer, The Iliad
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i just saw kill your darlings and it changed my fucking life. now, what am i supposed to do with that
The love language of annotating a book
“O Captain! My Captain!” -A poem by Walt Whitman, A mantra from John Keating
the way it would wreck my entire existence, i’m going to need it to be at least 3 hours long oh my god
no bc a live action of the song of achilles would actually be the absolutely ruin of me
- Alfred Lord Tennyson