I want to run away. Just completely disappear, tell nobody, and become someone entirely new. I can start my new life with my favourite and best person I ever met. I wanted to romanticize things with my best person. I wanted to visit museums where I can dress in pleated short skirts and blazers, be coy and mysterious enough that everywhere I go people are intrigued and charmed by my mere existence, only to vanish as quickly as I arrived. I want to be known yet unknown. Leave behind my past so I have enough secrets to fuel a thousand rumours about who I am. Maybe that's good material for being lonely, but is that not how all the best people live and die?
life would be so different if i was a bookshop owner in a small village near some forest, who has a secret affair with the local poet
Just saw Oppenheimer and I’m legitimately so impressed with the understanding of physics demonstrated in that movie.
My favorite example is the “near zero” probability the atomic bomb sets off a chain reaction that incinerates the atmosphere. Everyone else hears that and freaks out. But the physicists see this and are just like “oh yeah that’s fine, best case scenario honestly”
As a physics grad with a strong interest in the fields of atomic and nuclear physics, as well as their history, this movie was a treat :)
Distance on the old countryside. Away from the agony, the dread, and the soul devouring thoughts. Allowing the mind to cling to beautiful sights, crafts older than the world, and the sound of falling leaves.
Why is nobody talking about Chole or Sam or Sophia or Marcus? Like why ? That song is so good. Like wishing the other person happiness and at the same time wanting a closer like just tell me that you loved me and it's going to be fine(my mental peace), I don't want to hate you, I just wanted to hear that you loved me once and I know it didn't workout between us but I still want to know what you will be up to in your life later, let me be a part of it (like maybe exes on good terms) even if you and I both have someone in our lives.
if nobody got me i know rue and jules .. Lol nevermind
No no, hear me out, okay? You date me, you get love letters, we recreate cute Pinterest photos, I surprise you with annotated copies of your favourite books, we get matching lockets and put pictures of each other in them, we explore the forest, we go to museums and libraries together, I make you your favourite tea, I write you sappy love songs, and we read books together so we can talk about them when we're done reading them. What do you think? Good idea, yeah?
Fiction doesn’t exist to provide us with comprehensive instructions to navigate life. It exists to provide us with the perspective, questions, critical consideration, exploration, beauty, and escape we need to figure it out for ourselves.
i just need this love spiral...
Midnights was a perfect album for all our thoughts that we have at midnight, which aren't very perfect, smooth or poetic to the core or storytelling kind but rather organic, about yearning, melancholia, sadness, depression, sorrow, grief revenge, thoughts that keep us wide awake at night, wondering about what ifs, should've or could've beens and karma and dreams and stars and rain and midnight melodies and musings and ramblings and starry purple, black and dark blue skies and advises from older self to younger self and all your deepest darkest fears and feelings and secrets and heartbreaking moments and missing people we lost and self reflection and loathing and romance and being in love and in lavender haze and being out of love and self love self hatred and betrayal and independence and being stuck in a spiral and in a labyrinth of our thoughts and midnight conversations and creative ideas that pop in our minds at midnight and the secret meetups and tragic endings.