once yesterday, the sky was gloomy and the sun went into hiding as impetuously as the showers came. there was a sense of funereal loneliness that was quite chilling; strangely, the whispers of thunder provided some order to my disarrayed thoughts. the blustery day made my face dusky and cold, and i suffered heartbreak among my other woes. i contained the uncontrollable vibrations beneath my eyes,...
You see, merry Phillis, that dear little maid, Has invited Belinda to tea; Her nice little garden is shaded by trees— What pleasanter place could there be? There’s a cake full of plums, there are strawberries too, And the table is set on the green; I’m fond of a carpet all daisies and grass— Could a prettier picture be seen?
Sometimes I get so immersed in my own company, if I unexpectedly run into...– Never Let Me Go, Kazuo Ishiguro (via carouselinparis)
happy birthday to you, James F! to me, you are grade A perfect, and deserving of the finest things! i can’t get enough of your brown hair and artistic flair … love, L
lately i haven’t been able to experience your brightness, but today, in the presence of the living and inanimate, my heart was set ablaze. your eyes were like stars, sparkling and accentuating majestic skies, and your face was just the most brilliant splendour. right then, like a hymn written in light, it occurred to me that if i had one chance to remind myself of beauty, i wouldn’t pass a second...