LEE DO HWA DESERVED BETTER

the number of times i think about the full body viking skeleton i saw in the museum is ridiculous like when i say it haunts me i mean it actually haunts me

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.

reblog and make a wish! this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)

today’s moon is a little strange

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

If you’re feeling down or anxious today, you can pretend you’re in my room with me. It’s raining outside but its cozy in here. I’m at my desk writing, you can lay on the bed and read or take the arm chair. It’s really comfy and I have extra blankets if you’re cold. You want to borrow a hoodie? You want hot chocolate? You can look through my vinyl collection or watch a movie. If you want to talk, I’ll put my writing away. Or you can just sit quietly. Whatever you want to do, just know that you’re safe here. You can stay as long as you want and you can always come back. Everything is going to be okay x

How I first got into cnovels and also how I found out my friend is related to Wang Yibo

Be so fucking proud of yourself for passing the hardest moments alone while everyone believed you were fine.

I want to experience a love so genuine and soft that would make my heart grow and shine at the sight of my person, and I want to hold their hand and go to sleep very late together, talking nonsense and maybe we would watch bad movies to laugh and bake awful cakes because none of us know how to bake. I want to cry over how beautiful they are, not only physically but as a person, and I really want to make them playlists with a bunch of songs that remind me of them, I want to fangirl over how beautiful their hair looks in the sun and get excited because their eyes sparkle when they look at me.

I want to love and to be loved back