another lovely rainy day

i like the word "nice"
"have a nice week"
"that is a very nice sweater"
it is very cute and sweet.

it's friday i'm in love

oliva bee


katie eary heart tee

happy friday everyone! wishing you all a lovely, dreamy weekend.. i'm off to work on assignments x

eros turannos

this girl has a truly wonderful flickr

fort

yesterday i made a fort

"children make hideouts. they make small enclosures for themselves within the larger parameters of tamed environments, securing and refining private realms. this is where secret and forbidden thoughts and behaviours can be dared."

secrets

1. death cab for cutie. i really could not love a band more, and have not since the 7th grade.

2. i have a permanent bruise on my left eyebrow. this is a result of running into the same corner, of the same wall, everyday as soon as i wake up.

3. some days i don't make my bed, or i have sea of books & photographs instead of a floor, and it doesn't bother me; but if i come across a coat-hanger any colour other than white in my closet, it cannot handle it at all.

hello, autumn.

harry bloom

today's study playlist

i think i'll try get to the mountains this weekend, if i am well enough.
i love the change into a colder climate, the air getting cooler with each pass of night turning to day. the rain returning a to the green, a blush, that summer stole..

i find excessively bright colours unsettling. i feel exposed, they haunt my dreams. and leave me longing for rainy days like these; the overcast that allows me to be numb, to ignore that aching pull in my chest, threatening to cave in.
to be numb, is the most i ask of life.
if i am aware, i search..
if i search, i am aware that there is nothing to search for.

waking up

time passes. even when it seems impossible.
even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise.
it passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. even for me.


photograph by the ever amazing sparth.