“I Can’t Remember Where I Put My Phone Two Seconds Ago But I Vividly Remember Every Embarrassing

Safia Elhillo, from Home Is Not a Country; “Boys”

“And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. you won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. but one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.”

—

haruki murakami, kafka on the shore

it makes you stronger than ever

(via astound)

Dark academia’s not spending hours and hours studying and doing homework for your uni

It’s spending hours and hours studying and working at topics that are completely unrelated to what you’re doing at uni

“My mind is obscured by the past, as if there is too much to remember. Muted sadness and nostalgia are overwhelming, but it’s always sad because it’s the past. I don’t feel ready to build new memories. I keep going back, like a holiday. There are so many parts and details.”

— Flora Yin-Wong | Liturgy (via abandonarium)

“Why do you always look up?” he asked.

She doesn’t want to share her secret. She doesn’t want to tell anyone what the real reason is. Yet for him, she found herself honestly speaking. “I don’t always look up. I just stare at the sky, whenever I feel the need to breathe. I look up every time I wanted to tell the world that I survived another day. That I love how the stars shine as if they were smiling at me.” She glanced at him and said, “It’s stunning, you know. The sky. No matter what mood it shows me. No matter how imperfect it is. It’s wonderful. And it always reminds me that there’s something beautiful beyond everything.”

Infinite // ma.c.a

excited to go back to campus in the fall! hopefully i’ll get the chance to attend some in person seminar courses.

"Honey, when you kill the lights and kiss my eyes. I feel like a person for a moment of my life."

- Hozier (To Be Alone)

You look around the lecture hall and notice all the other students have fallen asleep. You look towards the lecturer, who has now stopped talking and is staring straight at you. “I don’t know how you’re still awake, but I guess we do this the hard way.” He says before pulling out a sword.