Chaotic Academia Aesthetic - Blog Posts

Spring with the burn of the Sun that gets lost in the wintry winds of the shade, the bloom of a million flowers from the cracked earth of the desolate days of the past, the renewal of life and spirit, the wandering feet changing paths enchanted by the bounty of nature, the hope that germinates from the ruins of past, the crunch of fallen yellow leaves beneath my boots, the green of budding leaves that dominate the pupil of the eye, the time for choosing between cold coffee (probable cold and cough) and hot lemon tea (probable burn of the throat), the joys of laying on the lawn with grass sticking to hoddies that would bid farewell soon (unless you're weird enough to wear 'em in summer cause HOODIES duh), the lazy lay in sun cause cats do have a lot in common with humans...

Everytime i feel an epiphany coming i have to seriously question myself if I want to let it in. I like the thrilling sensation of being on the verge of a realization, but not allowing yourself to see it fully yet, with no rational reason. I consider myself a hopeless romantic for the pursue of knowledge, forever cursed to linger on the edge between knowledge and ignorance, all this for a couple momens of what seems like eternal bliss, knowing I could know but choosing not to, just so i can feel it again someday.

I'm not saying I hate my new college but wait no fuck it. I'm saying exactly that. Wtf even is engineering.

Enjoy my mini rant

This is what i like about photographs- they are proof that once, even if just for a heartbeat, everything was perfect.

Jodi Picoult

Texting sucks, lets have deep conversations and roll on the grass instead.

"I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself."

Franz Kafka

I either urge to over explain myself or be left misunderstood. There is no in-between.

Ada Limón, from “Too Close”, The Hurting Kind

People don’t understand that we quiet ones are quiet because the conversation’s always playing out in our own heads.

The wheel of time

"My alone feels so good. I'll only have you if you're sweeter than my solitude."

Warsan Shire

“…but you people do not understand me, and i am afraid you never will.”

Vincent Van Gogh

"I have a deeply hidden and inarticulate desire for something beyond the daily life."

Virginia Woolf

I am well aware of the reality but it doesn’t least a bit stop me from creating the delusional world in my mind.

And what I really intended to say in the end remains unsaid.

Franz Kafka

I’d write you ninety nine reasons as to why you should leave me and in the hundredth i’d write ‘STAY’

The feelings were inexorably pervasive; they slyly slipped through the crevices of my thoughts as a persistent conundrum.

Love the animals, love the plants, love everything. If you love everything, you will perceive the divine mystery in things. Once you perceive it, you will begin to comprehend it better every day. And you will come at last to love the whole world with an all-embracing love.

Fyodor Doestoevsky

Show me your thorns and i'll show you hands ready to bleed.

I cannot express it; but surely you and everybody have a notion that there is or should be an existence of yours beyond you. What were the use of my creation, if I were entirely contained here? My great miseries in this world have been Heathcliff's miseries, and I watched and felt each from the beginning: my great thought in living is himself. If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger: I should not seem a part of it.—My love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods: time will change it, I'm well aware, as winter changes the trees. My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary. Nelly, I am Heathcliff! He's always, always in my mind: not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself, but as my own being.

Emily Brontë, Wuthering heights

Its like my best brain time starts at peak midnight with caffeine and sugar rush.

I wanted to forget the past, but it refused to forget me; it waited for sleep, then cornered me.

Margaret Atwood

I'd cut my hands on a paring knife if it meant he'd be happy and full of sliced persimmons. I'd happily bleed for him and wouldn't even care, so long as he's okay.

I am a hopeless romantic. Special emphasis on HOPELESS, but a romantic nonetheless!

Well, let it pass; April is over, April is over. There are all kinds of love in the world, but never the same love twice.

~F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Sensible Thing

I miss you deeply, unfathomably, senselessly, terribly.

— Franz Kafka, from Letters to Milena

‘A long time ago i was desperately in love’

Margaret Atwood, from True Stories: Poems; "True Romances," originally published in 1981

The fact that music exists, makes life bearably worth living.

“And sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in.”

~Jane Austen

The pressing desire to be with someone when Fyodor Dostoevsky said, "I want to talk about everything with at least one person as I talk about things with myself."

‘Its a thorny journey ahead, and I am barefoot.’