Fuck this. I’m gonna just frequent a cafe and sit by the window with a classic, whose title wouldn’t appear on the cover page, and sip my coffee looking outside until I bewitch someone body and soul by my mysterious aura.
Give me pretentious characters with a questionable moral compass or give me death
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.
kpop concept playlists~ 💎
🌼 [you wake up early on a beautiful day only to remember you have nowhere to go and no responsibilities for the day. the dazzling sun is shining bright through your window and suddenly all the worries that clouded your head before have all disappeared. you feel light and airy. you have the whole day ahead of you.]
💔 [sitting at an old cafe in the corner of an old town, you reminisce about forgotten loves and what could have been. you feel heavy and drowsy as the rain pours outside the window. you see a couple sitting across the cafe from you, holding hands and enjoying their hot tea, and you smile. love is all around.]
💥 [you find yourself standing in the most strange museum-like building you’ve ever visited. no one else is to be seen, only you. wandering around, you find that every room you enter is a new experience that takes your breath away. it’s like entering a dream of your own making. suddenly, you aren’t tethered to earth anymore, but have become a dream yourself.]
💌 [your heart is soft and your footsteps are light as air as you walk barefoot across an open field, covered with wildflowers and plants. you think of your lover as you smell the beautiful roses and your heart soars. all you want to do is smile sheepishly and be soft. you love love.]
👅 [finding yourself amidst sweaty bodies and dazzling neon lights, you feel swept away with the rhythm of the beautiful people swaying around you. no one seems to be talking, just moving their bodies to the rhythm, just as you are. a stranger catches your eye and smiles at you, sinfully. you take the hint and move towards them. it’s going to be a fun night.]
✨ [you lay atop a soft blanket in the middle of a field, with no light other than the beautiful full moon in the sky. the universe is one with you. if you close your eyes, you can imagine laying on top of the light clouds and drifting somewhere far away.]
🚗 [the car is filled with laughter and harmonious singing of you and your closest friend as you drive towards your distant destination. everything feels right with the world as you sing at the top of your lungs and laugh about nothing in particular. the low-hanging moon is lighting your path and accompanying you on this journey.]
📢 [you stand alone in the middle of a huge but empty mall. you have an eerie and unexplainable feeling. no one seems to be in sight, but you caught a sign of movement from atop the escalator. you still aren’t sure if this is a dream or not. these are the songs playing on the speakers in the building as you navigate your way across this predicament.]
When Byron said, The great object of life is sensation- to feel that we exist, even though in pain and when Shelley said, Our sweetest songs are those of saddest thought and when Keats said, Touch has a memory
Starting a new book because being in the middle of four books simply isn't enough for me.
Me: I don't underline and highlight sentences in a book for nothing. I do that to reflect upon the important things and ideas later so I can better understand the core theme of the book and enrich my knowledge and perspective of life.
Also me: *underlines every time a character 'flung himself on to the sofa' in the Picture of Dorian Gray*
Quarantine Academia:
staying up until sunrise reading classic literature
learning latin on duolingo
practicing art and anatomy
stargazing in your backgarden or through a window
discovering forgotton classical music online
running out of hobbies to try
attempting to knit or sew something
taste testing all the teas you ahve in your cupboard
rearranging your bookshelves
making elegant extravagant facial coverings/masks to wear outside that go with all ur outfits (while still keeping its purpose)
buying floral and sweet smelling hand creams and sanatizers
making lists of all the books youre going to get when libraries open again
rolling your eyes at anti-maskers
learning about random historical figures online
researching haunted places
staying safe!!
Stress about a project for weeks, but not actually do it until the night before.
for the longest time, it feels like i have been trying to make sense of life but now i see there is no sense to be made, only life to be lived. there is no set purpose to fulfill, there are no checklists to complete, just an ephemeral moment to breathe, to love, to be kind, to feel. life is in all the simple, little things that we so often overlook. uncomplicate your heart. be here, be present, embrace your own journey. there is so much beauty and wonder to be found right where you are.
the more i learn about william shakespeare the more i lose my mind