I Should Be A Nineteenth Century Detective, Side By Side With My Charming Enemy, Solving Crime And Bickering.

Nós, poetas e amantes o que sabemos do amor?

Temos o espanto na retina diante da morte e da beleza

Somos humanos e frágeis, mas antes de tudo, sós.

- Hilda Hilst

@academia-lucifer

Death, my darling, is a romantic theory I will never overcome

"Dark academic?" More like "someone please help me holy shit I can't continue living like this and the only thing keeping me from falling off my rocker is literature."

‘There is something at work in my soul, which I do not understand’

Mary Shelley, Frankenstein

𝙵𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝟷, 𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟸 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹

[ID: February 1. Nothing, merely tired. END ID]

ATYD ; remus lupin moodboard

touching grass is not enough i need to see the night sky as it looked to an ancient greek