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I drink Guinness, smoke cigarettes, try to pass the trash on the sidewalks and look the right way when crossing the streets.
I feel like I am taste testing my future (I hope) and I feel alive.
I really don’t know what about England It is that make me feel so euphoric. The architecture, the language, the literature or the history?
Warped medullary rays found on pieces of wood that resemble animals
Happy pride month with Twilight I. color tint, you are welcome.
Knees deep in Game of Thrones (once again) and this reminded me of King’s landing streets. Also I think it looks cool with the scaffolding.
i uploaded i saw the tv glow to my drive if anyone wants it!!
It is that time of the year - I regret everything I have done in my life, and most importantly the things I didn’t
Love how tumblr has its own folk stories. Yeah the God of Arepo we’ve all heard the story and we all still cry about it. Yeah that one about the woman locked up for centuries finally getting free. That one about the witch who would marry anyone who could get her house key from her cat and it’s revealed she IS the cat after the narrator befriends the cat.
How do i find comfort in something besides alcohol
How much impossible it is to go to England for summer before starting university and maybe finding some old grandma that needs help with her second hand bookstore and ,,oh wow that is exactly what i know how to do” and then i would be living with her and we would run her little cute shop and i would slowly get to know her backstory, like how she ended up all alone with this shop, and i would maybe regret getting to know all of it, but please tell me, is this all really that impossible? I just want to be in England and work with books, that is all i want
(If you are a old woman with intriguing past and some kind of bookstore i beg you, give me a chance)
The voices are telling me to go back to the land of sheep, cobblestone houses, beautiful gothic buildings and ginger beer. I do not understand why I am so fixed on England, I just am. I am currently thinking about running there, where-ever in that beautiful country, and leaving the future I have in my state. Maybe for a year but hopefully forever. I can’t think of anything I would like better than being there.
Speed sheep, come back please
GUYS! If you liked SKAM I have a great TV show for you. Its called ,,Mixte 1963" or ,,Voltaire high". Its got the same vibe like SKAM, but Its happening during the 60s in France. There's a lot of romance and it also discuss important stuff (feminism, lgbt rights,...). Give it a chance, I promise
Edit: Its also giving chaotic academia vibes sooo
I wanna make a mistake, why can’t I make a mistake.
Argh! Finally, the season when I feel like a hundred year old vampire is stalking me is coming
co-organizing a poetry reading today
I spend a lot of time just smoking and drinking wine in this window, and It is not even mine.
i love her i love her i love her
i love her i love her i love her
i love her i love her i love her
I think I made her up
Update: I am writing a fan fiction of Romeo and Juliet for my friend, because she has to submit it to her creative writing class and doesn’t have a time for it.
There is a small private library in this apartment, with many books printed at the begining of the 20th century
Two ladybugs on two ladies
No Longer Human by Osamu Dazai
Suprisingly, I recomend this book. If you will read anything by Dazai, I very much recomend getting to know his life before reading. It is a good thing to do with every author, but I think in Dazais case it is necessary.
4/5 - I expected the worst and was plesantly (not the best choice of word) suprised.
I took them all
Italy post n. one
I haven't found God in Vatican, but at least I found The Hot Priests calendar and bought it.
Sadness is falling on to me, so I will be active here again
I can't explain what it Is about this song and even if I knew how I wouldn't, It would ruin it. You should listen to it, I think it would speak to those with aro tendencies
THE HISTORY THESE RUINS MUST HOLD
I want to know it
paintings from my aunt's walls