The-classymess - Is It Truly Ithaca?

Pride and Prejudice + a maple oat milk chai latte 🕊🤎

dark academia in 2021:

dark academia pinterest boards, binders stuffed with neatly written notes, early mornings spent analysing poetry, hot tea for cold rainy nights, studying hard, but not too hard, good grades and well-written essays, piles upon piles of books from that amazon sale, zero procrastination, customising your ios 14 layout based on your favourite books, leather-bound journals filled with messy scribbles, zero missing google classroom assignments, insightful debates about the latest government policies, scented candles, iced coffee for hot summer days, more scented candles, passionately researching about your favourite show or book.

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view from the reading nook, Hart House, University of Toronto

matcha latte & a lovely letter from a friend

“To fall in love with someone's thoughts - the most intimate, splendid romance.”

Sanober Khan

subjects as dark academia aesthetics

english: knit turtlenecks, corduroy pants. going to stationery stores and buying ink. writing notes and penning stories in leather-bound notebooks. critiquing your friend’s essay as you walk hurriedly through a grove of oak trees in the rain on your way to class.

math: perpetually foggy glasses. biting your pencil eraser to focus when you’re stuck on a particularly difficult problem. taking notes and putting them into a worn binder, bursting with variegated papers. late night study sessions fueled by multiple cups of black tea.

chemistry: heavy old textbooks covered in post-it notes. empty beakers sitting in the windowsill, reflecting random patterns of light onto the classroom walls. a cozy striped sweater peeking out from underneath a pristine white lab coat. coffee from the local cafe, filled just to the brim with creamer - very precisely, a skill learned from hours spent measuring chemicals.

history: dark woolen coats, long socks hidden under plaid pants. old maps from all across the glove hung around the room. analyzing (and admiring!) prolific writing and pieces of art that have survived the test of time. long walks on cobblestone streets, stopping to read on the steps of a museum.

latin: sturdy leather backpacks with straps. stopping to explain the meaning of words and their roots, followed by looks of intrigue. writing latin sayings into tea-stained planners. sitting in a cafe, eating a macaron in a window booth and watching people walk by.

art: hair pulled back into a low bun, random strands poking out. hands always stained with paint, charcoal - the medium changes daily. sketching under a sycamore tree, its leaves slowly browning. standing in front of a painting in a museum, becoming lost in it, slowly pulled back in time into its story.

dropped out of engineering, moved back home, reconnected with some friends, fell apart with others, finished reading A Little Life which made me want to die a bit, hit one year being clean from sh, turned 20. so how was your june?