Physically At Home, But Mentally In An Academy That Smells Of Wood And Old Books, At The Head Of A Secret

I never left my emo phase it just matured into dark academia like a fine wine

as a student you just have to accept the fact that you're always going to be tired no matter how many hours of sleep you get

dizzy

scattered

messy

mind

chaotic academia moodboard

❝ I will not have you without the darkness that hides within you. I will not let you have me without the madness that makes me. If our demons cannot dance, neither can we. ❞

— Nikita Gill

You romanticised the melancholy of me and saw something far more exquisite

Dead Poets Society, 1989.

Artist: Aitor Frías & Cecilia Jiménez.