into the strenuous briefness
handorgans and April
i charge laughing.
Into the hair-thin tints
of yellow dawn,
into the women-coloured twilight
into the big vermilion departure
(Do you think?)the
is probably made
of roses & hello:
(of solongs and,ashes)
I know it’s not bathing suit season. But this is darling.
I don’t wear bathing suits. I don’t like bathing suits. Ever. But this, this I like.
The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time.
(Source: iloveyourglasses, via flimflamm)
FINALLY saw this movie last night.
What a perfect little gem of a movie. I just want to take the day off now and watch it all over again. and again. and again.
this blog has been quite neglected for quite some time now, and for that I apologize. Within the next month or so I will be blogging more often, so thank you for still following!
(In the mean time, feel free to check out my other blog, gatsbyandallhisfriends.tumblr.com if the inactivity here has bored you to tears.)