DRAMATIC?? WHO, ME???

I want soft things. Soft things that are the same time dark. Like victorian dark, not morbid dark. I want to recieve mail. I want to wear soft socks. I want to live and work in a library all day. I want to know a library like the back of my hand. I want to be left alone but I also want to be noticed. I want to cram books in a bookshelf that cannot take more. Then because the bookshelf is full, I want to line books by the bed. Then the study table. Then the window. I want to walk in the mornings across mossy dewy cemeteries. I want my bag to be heavy with books. And a diary with messy writing. I want to press leaves between pages and find them years later. I want to wear flannel. And soft sweaters. I want to visit art galleries, museums. Antique stores. I want to fill my apartment with wooden furniture. I want plants. I want tea in the evening in my balcony as the sun sets and the city turns pink. I want to stand in the sun, taking in the morning light.

[Playing Scrabble]

Zeus: I will put my "A" down to make "A".

Dionysus: I will add to your "A" to make "AT".

Demeter: I will add onto your "AT" to make "RAT".

Athena: And I will add on to your "RAT" to make "BIOSTRATIGRAPHIC".

Zeus: *flips table*

Gryffindor: niche memes, coffee, messy bed, curls, stuffed toys, chocolate (loads of it), lion slippers, Lil Peep, dog person, unfinished poems, journals, unplanned trips.

Hufflepuff: bookworm, messy buns, tea, freshly baked cookies, angel’s breath, cute socks, secretly watches Sex Ed, 70s music.

Ravenclaw: spends days in library, kpop, dad jokes, fruit bowls, smoothies, yoga, hardcore feminist, read every Virginia Wolff book.

Slytherin: has a pet snake, pale, mom jeans, colorful hair, Beatles, movies with subtitles, mint chocolate, cacti, writes songs, owns a lighter collection.

someone: aren’t you supposed to be asleep?

me: i’m supposed to be many things but I live to disappoint

Once you’ve met someone you never really forget them. It just takes a while for your memories to return

things that set my soul alight

The inexplicable romanticism of reading indoors during a thunderstorm.

The existential suspicion that there is something more waiting out there for you to find it.

The dark and heady way they move through the corridors, as though they were crafted from the gods themselves.

A heart’s a heavy burden to bear

aut viam inveniam aut faciam

–"I shall either find a way or make one"

idk but when i discover new books and music i’m just excited to be alive again. yes a bit dramatic but that’s how i feel when i discover them

Julian Onderdonk (1882 - 1922)

Sunlight and Shadow

Cactus in the Rain

Rocky Hillside Quiet Pool

Early Spring - Bluebonnets and Mesquite

October Sunlight

Bluebonnet Field, Early Morning