Cottage Aesthetic

I could recognize him by touch alone; by smell

I would know him blind by the way his breath came and his feet struck the earth

I would know him in death

At the end of the world

have you really felt pain if you haven’t watched the qiongqidao scene with xiao zhan and wang yibo’s real voices?

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.

Me

— Fyodor Dostoevsky; Letter to his brother 9th August 1838

Oh hell yes

have you really felt pain if you haven’t watched the qiongqidao scene with xiao zhan and wang yibo’s real voices?

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

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

Daniel Radcliffe:  Time Traveler

A part of being an adult is living with regret and not allowing it to consume you. The older you get, the more mistakes you’ve made, opportunities you’ve missed, people you’ve disappointed. And every day you have to remind yourself to be kind and forgiving of yourself. You accept and love the you from the past and understand that it’s all a part of the process. Then you move on and live your best life, knowing now as old as you feel today, you’ll never be this young again.