December 2011
22 posts
the past few days have been full of marathon knitting, marathon buffy-watching, drinking (wine & beer), eating only cookies (sea salt chocolate nutella), goofing around with my mom, doing puzzles with beautiful old friends, and thrifting at my favorite haunts. i forgot how much i enjoy having time off. i forgot how much i enjoy the company of my seven one seven posse.
since feeling is first
since feeling is first who pays any attention to the syntax of things will never wholly kiss you;
wholly to be a fool while Spring is in the world
my blood approves, and kisses are a better fate than wisdom lady i swear by all the flowers. Don’t cry - the best gesture of my brain is less than your eyelids’ flutter which says
we are for each other: then laugh, leaning back in my arms...
“Write to please just one person. If you open a window and make love to the...”
– kurt vonnegut
“I don’t suppose I really know you very well - but I know you smell like the...”
– Zelda Fitzgerald, in a letter to F. Scott Fitzgerald (via thatkindofwoman)
