March is Tomorrow.
That means it’s time to wear springy clothes no matter what the weather man says.
breaking on legendary beaches; in faith we shall board our imagined ship and...– Sylvia Plath
Elizabeth: Work reminds me of high school.
Elizabeth: What do you we talk about the most?
I thought I would cry for you forever, but I...
Somedays aren’t yours at all, They come and go As if they’re...– Regina Spektor
There is No Causal Relationship Between Facebook...
Now I just find more creative ways to procrastinate.
I went to CVS today to pick up magazines so I could analyze two adds for my Women’s Studies paper. While I was there I also took the liberty of buying about forty five dollars worth of beauty products including nail polish and files, and mousse for my hair, and mascara. Jesus.
I write entirely to find out what I’m thinking, what I’m looking at, what I see...– Joan Didion (via keremmermutlu) (via katelizabeth) (via booklover)
Eternity is a limited place For an egotistical soul like mine. It forces the small soul to step away from what it knows, And more importantly what it cannot identify or define.
Whiskey is the way to go if you’re feeling bitter about that awful holiday. I never thought something so bitter could leave me so warm inside.
My Valentine's Day plans
sharingtime: This Valentine’s Day I’m going to my local movie theater and buying two tickets to see the movie Valentine’s Day. I’m going to wear a tuxedo, hold a bouquet of roses and have the two tickets very prominently displayed in my hand. I’ll stand outside and act like I’m looking for someone. I’ll look at my watch every thirty seconds. When it was clear to the onlookers that I’d been...
Snowless Snow Day
I think it’s hilarious that the most unnecessary snow day that I’ve ever experienced is in New England. In North Carolina, school was canceled if there was maybe half an inch of slush on the ground, but the only flakes I’ve seen today are flurries and I can still see the grass. I remember how excited I used to get about snow. A thing that is taken for granted and so hated around...
kateatonic: So I’m going to need to go to this. Let me tell you why: 1. Kings of Leon 2. Blitzen Trapper 3. Stevie Wonder 4. She and Him 5. Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros 6. The Temper Trap 7. Thievery Corporation 8. Dave Matthews Band 9. Weezer 10. The Avett Brothers 11.Steve Martin and his Banjo 12. Tori Amos 13. Regina Spektor 14. Norah Jones 15. OK GO 16. Jeff Beck 17....
Intense experience eludes language. Language is the Fall from the awe of...– Charles Simic
"The ambition of much of today's literary theory...
My sentiments exactly, Charles Simic. English 200, the entry course into the English major is making me seriously reconsider what I want to study, because if it’s the constant dry criticism without further insight, then I have no future with it. Literature is art. It’s feeling. It’s a way to delve into the human condition that is both individual and universal. Of course there is...
Oh the Irony
I got an F on my spanish homework. The irony of this? It was all about my academic accomplishments and awards in high school.
My love is painted with shadows I hope you can see me. Let my soul fall into your hands That’s the only way this can be. Any other way is not the truth And any other way will not last. There is no love between us Unless you can see it through the shadows I cast.
The First Verse
Love is a word that plays lightly on my tongue and lands heavy on my heart. It carries all the songs I’ve sung and everything that has torn me apart. My love is imperfect and I’m walking through the night. But with love, hope intersects and it moves toward twilight.
Listen oh listen to my plaintive cry Listen to my longing or else I die. From...– Rumi
The clock ticks in Remembrance of every second My thoughts remain rewinded To you. But now in the presence Of fading light And the truth seeps Through my heart Still breaking with the Loss of possibility.
I want I want I want
I want to love so fiercly And give someone everything. Everything. Let my soul fall through. Make me brave in the the presence of loss. Who will I give it to? I can not say. I wait and I watch. There’s a prospect here and there. Sometimes I wish I were shalllow So I could feel whole for a little while. Fool myself. But I just can’t I can’t bear to fake a false feel. ...
Music and poetry are the only things that make...