#dead poets live
Okay so I know that this is a liiiiiiiittle off topic from what I normally post but I wanted to advertise a Dead Poets Society server!!! Pretty new, super duper friendly, we simp for all the characters, and have lots of fun roles lol.
PM me for the link! I do not bite
And, though I was a soul in pain,
My pain I could not feel.
Oscar Wilde, The Ballad of Reading Gaol.
if you meet the summer me, well that is not me. those shorts and t shirt are not me. meet me in november, you wont regret it
two types of people in this world: the ones who start wearing shorts in april and the ones who start wearing coats in september
“ he’s waiting in front of this old photo/he, he’s not crazy/he just believes it/he sees her everywhere/he waits for her standing/a rose in the hand/except she doesn’t expect anything ”
“ it didn’t feel right, loving again, smiling again, feeling again. it felt like betrayal.”
*local fella poet gets allured by the darkness and disappears from the known village*
“Let it die. Let there be a new beginning. It’s awful. Goodnight.”
-Charles Bukowski
Dead Poets Society
