all songs can be found on my dark academia playlist here
English: ‘Oxford Comma’ by Vampire Weekend
shades of obsidian ink spilt across your lined pages, imagining book characters out of passersby on the street, falling in love with the person who makes your coffee every dew stained morning, torn paper quotes embellishing your bedroom walls, sentimental connections to your favourite books
Geography: ‘Time Above The Earth’ by The Kooks
embellishing boring days with vibrant clothing, planning your days around being awake to watch the sky sweep for watercolour streaks, small souvenirs hiding in the crevices of your room, spilling your thoughts into your phone at the most obscure hours
Philosophy: ‘Hollywood Forever’ by FINNEAS
diluted light leaking through the unloved window panes, cream sweatshirts and checkered shirts, beads of gold dripping from every debate you argue, opal hearts with black taints that can’t be wiped away like dust, silly kisses where you blow air into each other’s mouth
Religion: ‘Breathe’ by Riley Baron
rows of fresh apple trees in overgrown orchards, white dresses that brush against nature’s hair, meaningful symbols held close to your heart, pressed wildflowers hidden between old books, pieces of lace delicately hanging on your body
History: ‘The Night We Met’ by Lord Huron
strolling through unknown museums and falling in love with every lost soul exhibited there, second hand clothing loved more by you, browned books faded but rich in emotion and information, documenting the best years of your life on film cameras
Law: ‘Instant Coffee’ by Bugs
giant echoing rooms with people too full of what they have to say, drinking iced coffee like its water, subdued neon lights spreading hues around your room, adorning your body in layers of clothing, nocturnal days so you can chatter with your friend the moon at night
they literally created a place where you can go and learn about something that really interests you and they fucked it up by inventing ASSIGNMENTS
TSH Moodboard: Henry & Richard
‘Henry?’ I said at last, my voice scarcely more than a whisper. He let the cigarette fall from his fingers and took a step towards me. It really was him - damp, ruddy cheeks, snow on the shoulders of his overcoat. ‘Good God, Richard,’ he said, ‘what’s happened to you?’ It was as much surprise as I ever saw him show. I stood where I was, staring, unbalanced. Things had got too bright. I reached for the door frame, and the next thing I knew I was falling, and Henry jumped forward to catch me. He eased me onto the floor and took off his coat and spread it over me like a blanket. ‘Where did you come from?’ I said. ‘I left Italy early.’ He was brushing the hair back from my forehead, trying to get a better look at my cut. I saw blood on his fingertips.
Victoria and Jennifer shot and styled by me, wearing Ayafuya
you’re either mentally stable or your favourite comfort movie is Dead Poets Society
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
Pride and Prejudice + a maple oat milk chai latte 🕊🤎
i think as a society we should bring back fancy dinner parties where you listen to classical music and discuss the shakespearean sonnets and the romantics & philosophical debates held by literary societies full of dedicated students who are passionate about critical theory and aestheticism & poetry readings in jazz cafés that last well into the night and leave you with a sense of having shared an intimate experience with strangers because all of you have felt the same words echo in your soul
i’ve got sunshine on a cloudy day
I had a nice Saturday morning studying Latin.
I also finished my notes on ‘Caliban and the Witch’ and let me tell you, there’s nothing better than a good scoop of feminist Marxist theory to start the day.
professors really out here expecting intellectual answers from my rotting brain. like bro please know your target audience while framing the exam questions