Anyone Else Live Their Life Through Photographs? I Certainly Do.

I believe that this is the essence of academia. This is just so beautifully written. My heart fluttered as I read through the page.

Give a more iconic title for a book dedicated to your life, I’ll wait.

There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.

Maya Angelou

Picture credits: yours truly

Tchaikovsky is playing whilst the fire burns in the stone fireplace, red embers resemble the sun, rain tapping furiously on the window, thunder, the smell of wet earth and musk, messy handwriting, bromothymol blue ink stains on my fingers, empty glass bottles, a warm emerald green and deep blue tartan shawl,wrinkled white chemise, cold Irish breakfast tea, daydreaming into the night, warm socks, writing ceaselessly, finishing my chemistry lab report, simultaneously yearning for an archenemy to fall in love with, might light a cigarette and let the rain caress my face...

Hot espresso with a small slice of lemon peel and a hint of anisette liqueur, warm flaky buttery croissant, small batch of tart raspberries, dark chocolate bar with sprinkles of hazelnut, and amethyst coloured figs straight off the tree.

This is the epitome of academia and it’s beautiful in my eyes.

me: i'm not that dramatic

also me: *plays lacrimosa by mozart while crying at three in the morning*

OMG! This is everything.

cute date idea: we go to a locally owned bookstore and cafe to buy greek history books and shakespeare. seeing your brown eyes in the sun makes me believe in miracles and hearing your voice recite soliloquies makes me believe in aphrodite

i don’t like how endings in real life come on so suddenly without making sense, without much warning. one minute you’re in the middle of something and the next it’s all a very long time ago and you’re a different person and none of it is ever coming back

Snape?