When F. Scott Fitzgerald Said “i am Really Only Myself When I’m Somebody Else“ And When Octavio

Odysseus having to go to Skyros to find Achilles, a hero, a grown-ass man, hiding among women, dressed like princess to avoid going to the Trojan War:

getting to campus early enough to catch this beautiful morning sunlight streaming into my office

Charles and Camilla's apartment

My freshmen year roommate was a complete fucking disaster but he would throw parties and everyone would pass out in our living room and every morning I left for class at 7am I would just get little choruses of “have fun at class, good luck” from hungover stoners and let me tell you, as someone who thrives off attention and positive reinforcement, this setup really worked for me

"He in his madness prays for storms, and dreams that storms will bring him peace."

— Leo Tolstoy, The Death of Ivan Ilych

Forehead Touch || The Goldfinch (2019)

-,’ types of people ,’-

hogwarts: bloody noses, always trying their best, warm sunsets, late summer nights, sharing secrets, messy hair, movie nights, stargazing, wanting to explore the world, standing up for friends, dogs, loud laughs, fuzzy sweaters

narnia: pale white snow, red cheeks, hot tea, fantasy stories, neat notes, big scarves, early morning walks, soft smiles, cute coffee shops, calming energy, cold hands, friendly eyes, wanting to learn more, astronomy geeks

middle earth: ancient souls, coffee, old bookshelves, history nerds, loves mythology, feels at home in the forest, always up for an adventure, oversized hoodies, high grades, striving to be the best version of themselves, cats

neverland: believes in fate, doesn’t care about opinions, flower fields, standing up for what’s right, honey, photography, amazed by the universe, kind souls, often lost in their own thoughts, friendliness, loves the stars, artistic

The rest is silence.

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