I know this is true

But I cannot wait to buy presents for my boy this Christmas.

:) Xo

Mistaken for strangers by your own friends.

"Make up something to believe in your heart of hearts,

So you've got something to wear on your sleeve of sleeves."

Bonjour Tristesse.

"I have loved to the point of madness; that which is called madness, that which to me, is the only sensible way to love."

Françoise Sagan

Blue Roses.

 

When I decided

To live the rest of my life from a list,

Of towns and cities and populations

My home was silent,

My town was hidden somewhere in the dark, 
and a spark ignited my imagination. 

Ohh, give me a clue somehow. 
My days are so misspent now.

I'm wasting my time, worrying on about you.

Thank you for wasting your time on me.

x

Stevie

I turned around, 
And the water was closing all around, 
Like a glove, 
Like the love that had 
Finally, finally found me.
And I knew, 
In the crystalline knowledge of you. 
Drove me through the mountains, 
Through the crystal like a clear water fountain, 
Drove me like a magnet, to the sea.

Postsecret

This is my favourite one ever.

It's me and the moon.

And it's over, just started.
Her blood stained the carpet, her heart like a crystal
She's lucid and departed
A life left behind, she can't find in her mind
Gone away.
Away with suburbia, away with these nightmares
Shake them away.
You marry a role and you give up your soul 'til you break down.

Brigitte

"There's something stronger than me which makes me do stupid things. It's as if I'm going to die tomorrow."


Brigitte Bardot

I wish I didn't relate to this, but I do.

Laura

Slain
By your zirconium smile,
I was slain by your olivine eyes.
Slain,
I was lying in piles,
Hoping shovels would cast me in.
Furnaces burn everlasting.

Black tattoos of you onto me.

I am I am I am

"I didn't want my picture taken because I was going to cry. I didn't know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out my eyes and the sobs would fly out of my throat and I'd cry for a week. I could feel the tears brimming and sloshing in me like water in glass that is unsteady and too full."


by Sylvia Plath.

In the beginning.

It was hard, bittersweet, and full of wrong turns.

This leaves me full of optimism...

:)

My favourite

Sunshine, been keeping me up for days.
There is no night time, it's only a passing phase.
And I feel pretty, pretty enough for you.
I felt so ugly before; I didn't know what to do.

Elliott.

Shine on me baby, 'cos it's raining in my heart.

 Xo

The Diamond As Big As The Ritz.

"Under the stars," she repeated. "I never noticed the stars before. I always thought of them as great big diamonds that belonged to someone. Now they frighten me. They make me feel that it was all a dream, all my youth."

"It was a dream," said John quietly. "Everybody's youth is a dream, a form of chemical madness."

"How pleasant then to be insane!"

"So I'm told," said John gloomily. "I don't know any longer. At any rate, let us love for a while, for a year or so, you and me. That's a form of divine drunkenness that we can all try. There are only diamonds in the whole world, diamonds and perhaps the shabby gift of disillusion. Well, I have that last and I will make the usual nothing with it." He shivered. "Turn up your coat collar, little girl, the night's full of chill and you'll get pneumonia. His was a great sin who first invented consiousness. Let us lose it for a few hours."

So wrapping himself in his blanket he fell off to sleep.


by F. Scott Fitzgerald.

I feel so lucky

Nothing can change this love.

What lies beneath.

"Have you ever felt so completely consumed by a feeling
for someone that you couldn't breathe?
That the time together is so passionate and consuming
that you felt physical pain when they would leave?

I couldn't catch my breath."

You pulled me out

Of the dark,
And now it's light.

"You"

Uninvited, the thought of you stayed too late in my head.
so I went to bed, dreaming you hard, hard, woke with your name,
like tears, soft, salt, on my lips, the sound of its bright syllables
like a charm, like a spell.

Falling in love
is glamorous hell: the crouched, parched heart
like a tiger, ready to kill; a flame’s fierce licks under the skin.
into my life, larger than life, you strolled in.

I hid in my ordinary days, in the long grass of routine,
in my camouflage rooms. You sprawled in my gaze,
staring back from anyone’s face, from the shape of a cloud,
from the pining, earth-struck moon which gapes at me

as I open the bedroom door. The curtains stir. There you are
on the bed, like gift, like a touchable dream. 

by Carol Ann Duffy.

You know

I love you so.