Love letters written with fountain pens in the dim candlelight of a cozy mahogany studio to the soft underlying tune of a classical music vinyl while the stars collide and the memories abide.
— Fyodor Dostoevsky, from “Notes from Underground”, tr. by R. Pevear and L.Volokhonsky
Every time I see a man with dark hair and glasses, my mind automatically shifts to Henry Winter.
The man is haunting my life!!
I like expensive gifts such as: loyalty, respect and sincerity.
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There is no great genius without a mixture of madness
-Aristotle
Moon, night, stars, chilly breeze, incoming dark clouds. Introspection, solitude, nostalgia, melancholy. Unsent love letters, writing in journals, dead roses. Cold coffee, cold hands, chess games. Latin phrases, French compliments, obscure books. Fyodor Dostoevsky, Donna Tartt, Sylvia Plath, William Shakespeare, Oscar Wilde. Chase Atlantic, The Weeknd, Lana Del Rey, The Neighbourhood, PLAZA. Formula 1, Ferrari team, Carlos Sainz, Max Verstappen. Sapiosexuality, pretentious lovers, dark-haired boys, hazel eyes.
Mes amours... 🥀
And the world is going to burn down today at sunset and tomorrow the world would be alight with joy.
The storm has come and gone and its revisit isn't due yet.
Simone de Beauvoir, from Diary of a Philosophy Student: Volume 1, 1926-27
Text ID: I observe how much I have matured since last year despite my belief that I was losing myself, how something strong was born from the painful experiences survived and from the numerous minutes that I believed were wasted.
“it'll all be worth it in the end,"
Rather melodramatic, aren't you? Cubitum Eamus? fifteen●intp●studyblr
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