they are beauty, they are grace... they're bloody obsessed. with space.

 imgs 1,2,3,7,8 mine others: meadham kirchhoff, amazon, tumblr (respectively)

finals are coming up. i have every reason to be stressed, and yet, today, i'm not. after school i went and studied at starbucks and drank cinnamon coffee and i got all of my homework done and i've left myself with time aplenty to think about fictional universes and space. i got myself this book, the one pictured ("the imaginary world of"), that's by the woman who made wreck this journal and is basically a guide to creating your own complex fictional universe. my characters live on a planet that is covered by an endless art museum where all of the paintings are doors to moments that you can only live once and then relive the exact same way as before (a little like looping gifs) and is populated by gangs of angsty teens that are sick of living such a meaningless life and are ripping apart the moments to build structures where time works linearly. of course, every scene in this world looks like a wes anderson movie and all of the clothes/style is inspired by meadham kirchhoff's "pretty on the outside".

things i've been loving: bubble baths, doodling (super proud of that last drawing of myself), galactic castle, this playlist, oreos (i'm seriously relapsing in my addiction to everything cookies and cream), and this article (always).

have a nice week and good luck with finals if you haven't had them yet!
-lemon