Do You Think Henry Ever Stayed Up Late Unable To Sleep, Staring At The Ceiling In His Room Thinking About

gays are like: i go to the art museum. i look at a painting. i contemplate the irreconcilable loneliness at the very core of my existence. i look at another painting.

Completely sober in the club googling worst medieval executions

my grandma reading TSH pt.2

Me: so what do you think about Francis?

Grandma: awww, he’s such a sad homosexual

more of an idea of a person rather than an actual one

how can i romanticise studying at awfully modern university? the building is fairly new and of course everything is technically advanced. but there is no soul in it

what should i do to feel very dark academia mysterious historic beautiful classical aesthetic?

i need help i ain’t agreeing with my university years being so basic

(yearns for a past that does not exist) (yearns for a past that does not exist) (yearns for a past that does not exist) (yearns for a past that does not exist) (yearns for a past that does not exist)

I can’t fix him but I could fuck him.

born to always mourn the present like it’s already become a memory

am I the only one that thinks we don’t really know much about Charles?

I mean, he was always a side character, we don’t really get to know him, anything. I feel like we know almost nothing about him, and then, in the second part of the book he is a really really important character. the police and FBI interrogations, his slow mental breakdown. we get so much information about him at once, his relationship with Camilla, his problems, him being abusive. but despite all of that I still feel like he wasn’t detailed enough and it’s confusing.

anyone feels the same?