I Got Goosebumps

The best way to contact me is to meet me in my dreams at 3am

words to remember ♡

roasting some “dark academics”

It makes me so upset that some of you unironically call themselves pretentious and are proud of it.

Listen, I’m a soon-to-be astrophysics major and I’m not even 17.

I‘m fluent in 6 languages, learn 9.

When I was 13, an architecture professor at one of the most prestigious universities in the country told me I exceed most of his students and my projects should be implemented.

And I could go on but I won’t because GUESS WHAT?

It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t make me any better than anyone else. I’m proud of my achievements and so should you be of yours, there’s nothing more beautiful than a love for knowledge, but PLEASE, don’t tear others down.

Researching nanotechnology instead of Justin Bieber’s love life and reading Dostoyevsky rather than watching Ellen doesn’t make me or anyone else superior.

Your taste in literature, interest in art and/or science is valid and wonderful BUT YOUR GOD COMPLEX IS NOT.

It’s so fucked up how tiktok culture has made clout-poisoned people turn the public into content, every day I see people minding their business have their entire faces put online for thousands of likes, a couple kissing on the train, a lady dancing across a cross walk, a guy nodding his head to the music at a club, a lady buying a banana at the store, ring camera footage of the neighbors kids being stupid. Just let people live jfc

I am not the same person I was 1 movie ago

i suffer from being super hot and funny and sexy and intelligent and cool and nice and smart and smelling really good syndrome

Cottage Aesthetic

Mood.