Solivagant Exulansis

Cracks (2009)

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Inspired by @cordurose

English: ‘I Don’t Love You Anymore’ by The Honeysticks

falling crows of ink tumbling across your page, floods of heartbroken poetry written under amber candle light, the comforting warmth of being in an empty library graced with the presence of years of knowledge, midnight meetings to write the next revolution 

Maths: ‘Cold Cold Cold’ by Cage The Elephant

crisp white shirts embellished with suspenders and checkered ties, fogged tortoise shell glasses like silent mornings on the mountain side, the rush of chalk on the board when someone is able to solve a problem, a brain that works in numbers and rationality mixed in with a mind falling into the imaginable

Latin: ‘There Is a Light That Never Goes Out’ by The Smiths 

cheek kisses on the statues that line the walls defensive and armed ready for war, red wine stains marking shirts like undefinable drops of blood, the sound of type writers echoing around biting cold corridors, uncountable hours sat in the library drowning in unreadable words

Art: ‘Freedom’ by Teddy Hyde 

the villainous warmth of alcohol on your insides, watercolored blends under watery sun beams, moulding minds like play doh with brush strokes, a mind flooded with colour and ideas like a broken kaleidoscope, unnameable stains marking hands and arms, the most unshatterable disguise 

Astronomy: ‘Night In’ by Retro Video Club

listening to the empty voices that echo around the observatory tower, pencil diagrams of scattered constellations, watching the sky shatter and blur, sharing your unspeakable secrets with the full moon at witching hour, sipping whiskey on rooftops 

History: ‘Ms’ by alt-J

turtlenecks hiding the passionate rose pricks from the night before, coffee tables built of stolen library books, embellishing outfits with a hint of subtle rebellion, lost hours sacrificed to the statues in the museum, symmetrical lecture halls stained with burnt caramel, crimson rose and eggshell

Philosophy: ‘Broken’ by Adam Barnes

drowning in the midnight velvet waves of your own mind, bitter black coffee cleansing your throat under the early risen sun, cracked halos and bittersweet devils, ancient pillars cracked and bruised, knowing that sometimes there is no ‘right’ and ‘wrong’

Psychology: ‘Mr Loverman’ by Ricky Montgomery

nibbled pencils tucked behind ears, laced collars peeking out from under jumpers like bashful woodland creatures, loosely curled hair following the landscape of your body, proving those who under estimated you wrong in the most delightful scheme of revenge

Law: ‘Cherry Wine’ by Hozier

button up shirts embellishing busy days, following the straight lines of the path, bubbling power boiling under the surface, unwelcomed nights scanning notes and rules created by people you'll never meet, the blurred line between justice and anger

Politics: ‘Why’d You Only Call Me When You’re High’ by Arctic Monkeys 

retaliating comments and blurred lines, easy lies told through sips of wine, anxiety embellishing your body with nibbled nails and bitten lips, undeniable sexual tension shared between forbidden hearts, pleasure building up to one day like a hourglass that cannot be cracked or broken

Medicine: ‘Dreams’ by The Cranberries