S for songs (on Friday)
Picking Up The Pieces - Paloma Faith
Stronger (What Doesn’t Kill You) - Kelly Clarkson
80 Miles - Washington
Go Your Own Way - Fleetwood Mac
Firework - Katy Perry
Y for youth (Taken with instagram)
L for lazy sunny afternoons
"All charming people, I fancy, are spoiled. It is the secret of their attraction."
- Oscar Wilde
The Ophelia Complex: Things that are too small
My arms;
Too small to hold all the grocery bags, my laundry basket, long sleeves swim past my fingertips.
Too small to reach the top shelf, to hug the trunks of the redwoods, or to hold your body close to mine.
My shoulders;
Too small to fill out a heavy coat, to hold up the straps of a…
My heart. Too small to keep people who don’t love me like I love them.
M for muffin-baking
P for pedicure
I had a horrible day, but it was salvaged by a long, wonderful pedicure and foot massage while I read The Picture of Dorian Gray.
S for the sea
Why do I see stars at night?
Everyone else sees the light
And how did I come this far?
I’m sure that I can’t fly
Why did you say that to me?
80 miles out on the sea
And I am built with parts of you and, you are built with parts of me
I think it’s strange that the weather doesn’t change
When you are beside me
When you are beside of me
I make my plans but they don’t stay the same
You are beside me when
You are beside me
Oh Sailor, Oh sailor
Take the wheel
Oh sailor don’t measure how I feel
Dance around the fire
Dance around the flame
We settle on the wire
We settle on my name
Take me with you when you go, now that I know what I know,
cross the waves, blow the windy tidesGoes so slow
- Washington “80 Miles”
D for dinner
“should be studying - makes dinner instead”
Noodle salad & chicken
P for Paloma.
Are we liars in denial?
Are we smoke without the fire?
Tell me please, is this worth it?
I deserve it
(Source: trendsmodernego)
caught in the sunlight
G for Grey’s Anatomy
(Source: knightinshinningwhatever)
happiness comes from sweet small things. And Fridays. (Taken with instagram)
Many’s the time I’ve been mistaken
And many times confused
Yes, and often felt forsaken
And certainly misused
But I’m all right, I’m all right
I’m just weary to my bones
Still, you don’t expect to be
Bright and bon vivant
So far away from home, so far away from home
And I don’t know a soul who’s not been battered
I don’t have a friend who feels at ease
I don’t know a dream that’s not been shattered
or driven to its knees
But it’s all right, it’s all right
We’ve lived so well so long
Still, when I think of the road
we’re traveling on
I wonder what went wrong
I can’t help it, I wonder what went wrong
And I dreamed I was dying
And I dreamed that my soul rose unexpectedly
And looking back down at me
Smiled reassunngly
And I dreamed I was flying
And high up above my eyes could clearly see
The Statue of Liberty
Sailing away to sea
And I dreamed I was flying
We come on the ship they call the Mayflower
We come on the ship that sailed the moon
We come in the age’s most uncertain hour
and sing an American tune
But it’s all right, it’s all right
You can’t be forever blessed
Still, tomorrow’s going to be another working day
And I’m trying to get some rest
That’s all I’m trying to get some rest
- Paul Simon “American Tune”
we’ve lived so well so long
M for melancholy
