#light academia aesthetic
fuck literary gatekeeping, read whatever you want.
the inherent romanticism of being thought of.
“you have been the last dream of my soul” — Charles Dickens
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just a little oscar wilde angst for you all.
this was an october picnic with my lovely friend elena.
•Van Gogh’s flowers•
We have found out forever
That blood smells only of blood.
Something about angel wings-
Much about a broken heart.
How slow life seems to me,
How violent the hope of love can be.
It should be enough.
To make something beautiful should be enough.
It isn’t.
It should be.
I- so imperfect, so weak,
So unbelievably lonely.
I had a very childlike rage
And a very childlike loneliness.
And if the devil was ever to see you,
He’d kiss your eyes and repent.
What do you seek?