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or like arts and crafts or something

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Crying screaming throwing up I need him I need the entire Greek class as jellycats this means SO much to me

tb to when i turned a jellycat bunny…into bunny corcoran! he was a little christmas gift for my bestie ♡ so super fun & hand stitched. (yes the heart says b+h. cough)

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Bro İ hate being an academic they're making me write shit 😭 İ thought İ was just supposed to sit in an old chair smoke & say something french every now and then 😢

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No babe you look wonderful your black great coat makes you look exactly like a cross between Jack the Ripper and a student prince

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Franz Kafka, 1912

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Thinking about how Henry Winter would’ve canonically let me read tarot cards for him and listened seriously and intently to everything I had to say. Just ah. Swoon.

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Spent my valentines over-caffeinated, underfed, rereading The Song of Achilles, and starting De Profundis. Also dressed up nice and went to see the symphony. #whowantme

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thinking about John Donne, my favorite poet, on the shores of Metahemeralism

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When I said I want to relate to The Secret History, I didn’t mean Henry’s headaches and the urge to murder people. I just want a pretentious friend group that studies a foreign language

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Give me more Butch Camilla Macaulay please god please please please please. She shares her brother's clothes! She has a "boyish" haircut! Give me Camilla in tweed shorts and a shag mullet!! It's what she would have wanted, goddamnit.

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romanticizing the hunter-gatherer era. again

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x

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Sunlight filters through the ancient oaks of the Ariundle Oakwood and falls on patches of bluebells that cover the woodland floor Strontian, Sunart. Scotland, UK and ~ Steven Marshall

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couldn't have said it better myself

Howl truly is the man of all time. He’s a playboy. He’s a malewife. He fell in love with a ninety year old woman. He’s a rugby player. He smells like hyacinths. He’s not a natural blond. When dying his hair went slightly wrong, he filled his home with slime. He has a PhD. He’s a wizard. He found a way to another universe and he told absolutely nobody about it. He makes video games about the magical universe for his nephews. He can’t play the guitar. He always takes a guitar with him when he’s trying to seduce a woman. He’s a self-proclaimed coward. He got drunk to trick himself into doing something dangerous. He overcharges for his services to rich people. He undercharges for his services to poor people. A woman invaded his home and declared herself his cleaning lady and he just let her stay. He loves spiders. He lies about his surname to everyone, including royalty. The true spelling of his first name is Howell, but we don’t find out until halfway through the book because the POV character thinks it’s spelled Howl. He’s even Welsh.

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OMG

I WAS WATCHING HOWLS MOVING CASTLE AND ITS HIS BEDROOM SCENE

YOU KNOW HOW ITS LIKE REALLY SPARKLY AND STUFF

HES A BIRD

HES COLLECTING SHINY STUFF BECAUSE HES A BIRD

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go and catch a falling star

get with child mandrake root

show me where all past years are

or who cleft the devil's foot

teach me to hear mermaids singing

or to keep off envys' stinging

and find what wind

serves to advance an honest mind

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rewatched howl's moving castle (2004) i am so unbelievably unwell