the mayfly

“The first time he looked at her he felt: everything will burn!“

- A Spy In The House Of Love, Anaïs Nin.

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“There is light in my lady’s house

And there’s none but some falling rain

This like a spoken word

She is more than her thousand names”

- My Lady’s House, Iron & Wine

“Youth is happy because it has the ability to see beauty. Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.”

            -Kafka, via Polkadots & Vodkashots

Yes, four days and no posts. Amongst other things, I’ve been putting up bookshelves, eating maltesers, wrapping presents, drinking too much, decorating the christmas tree, drawing, shopping, making things and sleeping. The Christmas holidays have begun.

I love that red hair! I think I need some more coloured tights. Nice thick ones for winter…

Oooh such a weird, pretty photo. Found at found, a rather cool site I’ve just, well, found.

This is the only picture that has ever made me want to live in Hollywood. She looks so cute. (From The Selby)

From foto_decadent

Would anyone like to buy me this for christmas? It’s ‘only’ £175… =)

I think I’m going to watch this tonight. The novel is on my bookshelf waiting to be read, but I haven’t got to it yet. It’s a 1961 edition, so it’s very battered and about to fall apart. I love the smell and feel of old books. As well as various books for college, I’m halfway through Lady Chatterley’s Lover at the moment. I don’t generally like the way D. H. Lawrence writes, actually. It’s a bit… bleh. But admittedly he is pretty good at [love] scenes.

Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta.

(Seemingly everyone except me had those sunglasses a while back. They’re cute.)