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Study of Drapery (1900) by Alphonse Mucha
The romance of being alone in your room at night
i feel like im in the sims where it takes 5 hours to make pasta and then u have to immediately go to bed
what do you mean I can't control everything, why not
Forget hot girl summer, it’s raven boy summer this year. Go make extremely codependent new friends. Go awaken an ancient evil. Go, uh… murder your Latin teacher. Have fun!!
Fuck chatting, let’s send each other handwritten letters
the fact that i'm no longer the same age as the protagonists of novels and films i once connected to is so heartbreaking. there was a time when I looked forward to turning their age. i did. and i also outgrew them. i continue to age, but they don't; never will. the immortality of fiction is beautiful, but cruel.