Find your tribe in a Sea of Creativity
I so badly want to be that mysterious and elusive college student at the local bookstore with a dark academia style and who no one can really tell the gender of, since I constantly interchange between presenting masc, fem, and andro.
The Secret History
“Beauty is terror. Whatever we call beautiful, we quiver before it.”
“I prefer to think of it, he had said, as redistribution of matter.”
“It is is better to know one book intimately than a hundred superficially.”
“In short: I felt my existence was tainted, in some subtle but essential way.”
“Anything is grand if it's done on a large enough scale.”
“Forgive me, for all the things I did but mostly the ones i did not.”
“There is nothing wrong with the love of Beauty. But Beauty - unless she is wed to something more meaningful - is always superficial.”
Totally didn't make this like a year ago but posting it just now what definitely nott
Never argue with stupid people. They will drag you down to their level and beat you with experience.
This, just this
@utopie-sempiternelle
Wounds of the Earth
— by xis.lanyx
What if I told you it's all in your head and you're not drowning but living, instead?
Isaac Newton should be considered a queer Icon
I have homework but I think I might just go back to bed
What if I just *replaces head with coral like Patrick in that one spongebob episode* all better
Ok I know the world is going to hell and all but I just wanted to share that I saw a cloud that looked like Perry the platypus today
Imagine
you have a complete day to yourself.
It would be spent in a giant elegant library on a bench or couch in a secluded area where no one ventures.
Quiet classical music, ambient noice from the calm chaos of the atmosphere. A fire place near by so you can hear the crackling.
Maybe you spend it with one person who will not complain when you ignore their sentient presence and wrap myself around them in a way that you can run my fingers through their hair while you read a stack of books that completely keep my attention from start to finish.
There would be tea. Hot, steamy and perfectly made, chai milk tea, jasmine or green tea with mint. Or rose tea because it smells like hugs. Or maybe coffee or a mug of hot chocolate with a stick of peppermint poking out.
Of course the person with you, whose only purpose is to be quiet and cuddle you, would be the one getting you the mug because you couldn’t be bothered with getting up while you’re reading
art -Carla Paine
guillaume seignac ~ the waves
“Old man’s treasure” by Karl Gussow.
She has some idea, and yet she has no idea.
。゚゚・。・゚゚。 ゚. 2024 will bring blessings.
゚・。・゚
Female hands in paintings