(via fybeds)
NO.
YOU’RE WRONG.
DON’T TRY TO CORRECT ME YOU ILLITERATE MACHINE.accurate
And if I may speak with you forthright
Without edge, without pretense,
At last candidly and straightforward—
I should hope you do not turn me away;
For these words though decrepit in their banality
Stand tall in truth, Sir,
With sincerity to sear the ear—
A severe shout of passion fit for wits far sharper than these.
For what I lack in cleverness, I make up in heart;
And if there is love untouched in this world or the next
I do not know of it
For I have held an ardor so full, so eternal
That Heaven itself has smiled down on me as one of its own—
Its fountains drawing from my very heart
To pour brimming, bubbling, ethereal love
In the courtyards of angels.
So forgive me my forwardness
And grant grace to an ingenuous child
Who stands before you now to say in all veracity
That you are the source of Heaven’s eternal spring
The light of my heart!
And if you find in me something of a flicker
I beg you,
Fan the flame—
And I will burn for you eternal.
—“To Address A Gentleman: An Ingénue’s Appeal” - Shawna Howson (October ‘11)
(Source: nanalew)
(via glamourzombie)
This makes me want to go to Luna park again! Probably would be a really good idea after the shit I’ve gone through this week.
(via misswallflower)
Mum
So many things that will never be
I sit here at night thinking how I wish I could see
you, healthy and breathing so I write
and I try and fight
the tears that build up inside
but life goes on and we cannot hide
the true feelings we feel
and trust me time does not heal
Re-post if you have lost someone you love to cancer.
But still I will say I will be still and know you are God.
All.the.time.
Right now I wish I could. Australia day will never be the same again. Neither will my life.
(via glamourzombie)
Whenever I want to start homework
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