with love, livia.

is it okay if i’m close?

i remember i wrote a post about actually becoming the academic you want to be. i was probably 14 or 15 years old and told the 4k+ people who reblogged to “just live the aesthetic.” someone commented (i deleted it back then) “well maybe try working in an academic institution and see if you like it then lol” almost 20 year old me IS working in an academic institution. and im living my aesthetic. and i love it. joke’s on you, random commenter. joke’s on you.

last night in my childhood room revelations: i am growing up and this is what it is: not wanting to move on but still feeling ready. that’s all. it’s time

january is a fraud. some stone cold obelisk wrapped in stuffy air.

ME BC I FOUND THE PAINTING I HAVE BEEN LOOKING FOR THE NAME OF FOR OVER A YEAR, MY FAVORITE PAINTING GOD YES YES YES!

so is that all december really is? sitting on the floor wrapping presents and losing a little bit of yourself in them