Winter longed for your ethereal light____poems hung stoic as frozen birds beneath your heart____sapphire stars lingering with the sheen of death____ and Moonlight wild for blue feathers and bones__vp
(*stares aesthetically at wine glass for portrait purposes even though he doesn’t like alcohol much*)
it’s halloween month and in spirit I started reading dorian gray and got the urge to draw a portrait of my own goth man draped on a velvet armchair and brooding but sexy
The Valea Peleş Castle (Sinaia,Romania) built between 1873 and 1914. Former summer residence of the kings, it is currently a museum. It was built in the time of King Charles I of Romania and the first building in Europe to have electricity and elevator.
We are supposed to write a fifteen-page-essay on American literature next semester and I’m going to write about If We Were Villains and compare it to Shakespearean tragedies and their characters. You best believe I’m going to live my best dark academia life:
- massive amounts of tea
- late night research sessions in the library
- going through mountains of pages filled with my messy handwriting, trying to put my ideas together
- reenacting scenes to fully immerse into the story and the characters
- spending my nights watching plays on youtube because I don’t have the chance to see them in person
- going crazy over all the homoerotic tension (in both IWWV and Shakespeare)
- pretending to actually go to Dellecher, having like five minutes before I have to get going to not be late to the annual playing of MacBeth
- OR pretending to go to Hampden, waiting for Henry to burst in and tell me that they’ve killed a man
