not for a single moment,
that I don’t love you.
I am so glad I pressed play
Ahh, it’s back
i have disproportionately strong feelings about this.
every time i say “nah i’m not gonna watch it again.” BUT I STILL DO EVERY TIME.
the comments are painfully accurate.
the freeze-frame makes it even more incredible
Dearest Shakespeare, didst thou perchance
ever feel as wretched as I do at this moment in time?
Did you throw your quill and paper, exclaiming,
"I quit! I am done! ‘Tis all for naught, and I cannot
continue in this fashion for much longer before I break!”?
And did you, dear Dickinson, ever feel during your time
as sick to your stomach as I feel now?
Did you look outside and sigh for lack of a companion?
Feeling ill-treated and ill at heart, did you ever come close
to giving up everything you did within your life?
What about you, dear Edgar Allen: what emotions lie
behind the horror stories and startlingly deep poetry
that came forth from a marriage of your mind and paper?
How many times did you feel as miserable as I,
and did it ever hinder you as much as it does me?
My dear, kindred poets from different eras, tell me your secrets
to surviving the aches and pains that come from daily living.
Share with me the knowledge you acquired
from your years of writing as an escape
and how you manage to inspire, even through the works
that were never meant to be anything more than word vomit
to get you through the toils of every day.
She was afraid
Of her shadow,
Because the brightness of her ambitions,
Like the sun,
A dark side that few would ever see firsthand
Because it was seemingly permanently attached.
I was tagged in the six selfie challenge by the lovely lizletsgo!
post six selfies that make you feel beautiful, confident, positive, etc. (and to pass it along, tag 6 people if you so desire) :)
|—||Rumi (via yourlifeisyourmessage)|
|—||Emily Giffin, Something Borrowed (via southerngreekgirl)|
Alright, these are kinda adorable…
Roses are red
And true love is rare
Booty booty booty booty