it’s just me, the rain through the library’s window and my homoerotic obsession with the male torso against the world (!!!)

I love you people going into "useless" fields I love you classics majors I love you cultural studies majors I love you comparative literature majors I love you film studies majors I love you near eastern religions majors I love you Greek, Latin, and Hebrew majors I love you ethnic studies I love you people going into any and all small field that isn't considered lucrative in our rotting capitalist society please never stop keeping the sacred flame of knowledge for the sake of knowledge and understanding humanity and not merely for the sake of money alive

they remind me of my lover

Poetry and poets and poems and staying until close

days lately, spent all between tea, music, books, plants and soft sunlight

spring’s close and i miss you

winter’s so quiet, so private. it feels like a little room where you would like to hide forever

sunday’s flea market has a light of its own

i just find it funny how i come back to tumblr every fall as if i had just risen from the dead

first week at uni and i already threw coffee all over the stairs

November

Autumn is for the poets

It's been looking very Romantic on campus the last couple weeks

@mkvx

texting sucks, let’s have deep conversations and roll on grass instead

it’s just me and my two conflicting personalities against the world

cupping hands around a hot cup of coffee, wearing layers, enjoying walks, reading more, darker colors, festivals, fuzzy socks, hot showers, candles, drinks, collars, long jackets, i can't wait for the weather to turn cooler <3