WE ARE *BANGS HEAD AGAINST WALL* NEVER EVER EVER *THROWS CHAIR* GETTING BACK TOGETHER *JUMPS OFF A CLIFF*

Lovely words from latin to describe nature:

Imber : a rain shower

Solis Occasum : the setting of the sun

Lux Brumalis :  the light of winter

Aurora Borealis : morning light from the north

Apricus : full of sunlight 

Crepusculum : twilight

Umbra : darkness

failing my online classes is not very carpe diem of me

being desi is realizing that every bollywood movie has the same plot as a Wattpad story written by a 16 year old.

i need to be at a party and spend two hrs alone on the patio thinking

i bet the stars would be so proud to know their fragments created someone like you

How wild is it that every version of you probably exists still, somewhere, in someone’s memory? The messy you, crying on the floor exists still in your mind. The happy, sun-soaked you, exists in your best friend’s memory. No part of you has died, all parts of us exist always, simultaneously and hidden. 

romanticize un-illuminated brown and black eyes. romanticize the way dark eyes look without being blinded by flash. romanticize brown eyes that don’t have streaks of gold and yellow. romanticize black eyes that are so raven it’s hard to distinguish where the iris is. the depth of your dark eyes is enchanting. brown and black eyes draw you in, wrap you up, and leave you wanting more. fall in love with them.

Give me a Dark Academia Love.

Give me a dark academia love.

Give me passionate night conversation about the first time we heard the fate of Julius Caesar.

Give me touching each other’s arm, sweetly, nicely, while we just stay silent and express our love with the power of slow graze on bare skin, in a totally affectionate and non-sexual way.

Give me a love that we can talk of as Achilles’ for Patroclus as well as Alexander’s for Hephaestion.

Give me falling asleep on your chest, hearing the sound of your heart.

Give me plans for trips to Rome, where we can visit the Pantheon hand in hand.

Give me us laughing as hell and just looking at each other and finding no way and no reason to stop.

Give me nights spent watching Audrey Hepburn movies.

Give me us cooking dinner together, while you tell me of the last book you finished and I tell you about the last thing I’ve studied.

Give me passionate conversation about what a freaking genius Harry Houdini was.

Give me late night reads of the works of Sappho on the balcony and thinking that someone did, indeed, remember them.

Give me us fighting over which is best, the Iliad or the Odyssey and then us agreeing the Aeneid is absolutely great.

Give me you sleeping until late in the morning and me taking you some coffee in bed.

Give me you calling me with ancient pet names, such as “Melilla” or “Deliciae” or Italian ones such as “Amore” or “Cara”.

Give me a dark academia love.

let's go on an adventure