It's Exam Season Again... Let's Get Those Good Grades! 🫶🏻🫶🏻

I am starting uni on September 16th. I am scared, as I don't know anybody (all of my friends are going to other colleges, and studying things far more useful than literary studies and classics).

A couple months back I went on a tour of the humanities faculty building and it is absolutely beautiful, it looks like it could belong in a Donna Tartt novel, or a Shirley Jackson story: creepy, kind of unsettling, old, reminiscent of gothic architecture, beautiful.

I am excited, but also extremely confused, when I was building my timetable I realized none of my classes were on Fridays, and upon further research I found out there is no class on Fridays. I am confused about that.

Anyway, as I do every year before school starts, or, As I've done for the past three years, I will be re-reading The Secret History by Donna Tartt. I have had to buy a new copy because the one I've had since 2021 is so used the pages fall off. I am currently reading The Goldfinch, also by Donna Tartt.

Have a good academic year, lots of love,

Anna.

how do i let people know that fall is my favorite season, not in a pumpkin spice way but in a “the snow in the mountains was melting and bunny had been dead for several weeks” kind of way?

the vibe this summer is looking like you’re a girl in a japanese survival horror game

the loml

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this and a pack of cigs

i dont know where i would be without dilfs tbh. dilfs keep me going. if no one got me i know my fav dilf got me.

yes im talking about joel miller

Hello, lovelies!

I’m not writing many updates on here, but I did write a short story that is currently up on my Substack for you to read. It’s about conformity and trad wives, hope you love it!!!

open.substack.com

Possession

Short story (from my creative writing class)

It's my third day in uni, I thought I'd give my tumblr angels a bit of an update. Things are going well, I'm extremely nervous, still, but I'm doing better, I now know more people which makes me feel a slight sense of calm, of belonging. I've got three classes today and basically no breaks in between them, which sucks but its alright.

I think I'm going to a party tomorrow, which is great since I love partying and going out (I know, I don't look like i do).

I've been obsessed with Here comes your man by the Pixies, can't stop listening. Also, listening to a lot of Nancy Sinatra. I haven't written anything substantial but I believe this experience will give me material.

My eyes twitch nervously and I sweat even though it's pretty cold. That annoys me. I went to buy some books for class yesterday, that was fun.

Nervously, and maybe a bit perversely,

Anna.

me fr

tears in my eyes, every time someone comments on something I wrote