May 2013
12 posts
Anonymous asked: Can you tell me your skype username?
If anyone here wishes to add me on Skype, you’re free to do so! Just ask me for my username.
“In my dreams the world would come alive, becoming so captivatingly majestic,...”
– Vladimir Nabokov, Invitation to a Beheading (via floriental)
penury:
““Little flowers,” she said to me. “They were like little flowers in the sun. They never could remember the frost.””
— Andre Dubus, Rose
sulkyselkie:
morning, fade out, don’t cry too...
“Every star may be a sun to someone.”
– Carl Sagan
April 2013
22 posts
1 tag
patchcats replied to your post: Is there anyone online whod like to talk with…
I love your blog and I would love to get to know you more! I dont even think I know your name! :)
I’d like to get to know you as well!
My name is Elena, what’s yours?
Is there anyone online who’d like to talk with me?
Maybe even add me on skype or something?
I don’t have anything of importance to say, I’d just appreciate some company.
I’m so sorry I haven’t used this blog a lot lately! I have not been feeling so good.
But I promise I haven’t forgotten about you, and I will write to you, and think about you (you know who you are).
Thanks for being so patient with me, everyone!
ohfairies:
Tchaikovsky ♡
Anonymous asked: what is your theme
7typewriters asked: how did you make your telescope banner?
March 2013
15 posts
“May the stars become my eyes
And the wind become my hearing”
– Insomnium - Under the Plaintive Sky
“You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves...”
– Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast
“You’re not sorry to go, of course. With people like us our home is where we are...”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise
“We are sun and moon, dear friend; we are sea and land. It is not our purpose to...”
– Narcissus and Goldmund by Hermann Hesse (via typewriterjazz)
“Imagine him here- the very end of the world, a sea the colour of lead, a sky the...”
– Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad
“Give me that dark moment I will carry it everywhere
like a mouthful of rain.”
– Mary Oliver, Blue Pastures (Harcourt Brace, 1995)
February 2013
23 posts
