Greylette

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[beautyisanillusion]

“Her walk counted. The fact that she was out there alone with her thoughts. Not much had happened. It wasn’t on her. She was kind of sad and kind of free.”

— Eileen Myles

[midsumner]

“how unbearable you are, all sweet cheeked and honey steeped”

— postscript. y.

[henk-heijmans]

Cats meeting, 1948 - by Édouard Boubat (1923 - 1999), French

[midsumner]

“…the nocturnal calm of dark gardens,”

— Nikos Engonopoulos, tr. by Kimon Friar, from Modern Greek Poetry; “Bolivar,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

[july-annabelle]

“When the room was quite dark, the dress was still visible, glowing with the luminosity of hoar frost, or the green light of the evening star”

–Angela Carter, Heroes and Villains

[bebemoon]

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[existential-celestial]

“[…] Lingering onward dreamily / In an evening of July;”

— Lewis Carroll, from “Of Alice in Wonderland”

[blvewvlf]

Need a girl who just washed up on the shore

[gothredy]

[mrsclarkkent]

“Calm and queenly, comes the summer nymph, July—crowned with azure, clothed with splendour,”

— John Critchley Prince, from Dreams & Realities In Verse and Prose; “July,”

[roua-poemului]

“Her blood is dancing, she wants to live, and there is no life here.”

— Anton Chekhov, from In Exile.

[upamilion]

realistically i dont think i fit in anywhere, but im just trying to enjoy life for what it is

[angelicdewdrop]

[beweep]

in the fog — by Barney

[whenthecuriousgirl]

“It was probably nothing, but it felt like the world.”

— Morrissey, Autobiography (pag. 141)

[simplytolkien]

“‘I will be a healer, and love all things that grow and are not barren.’”

— ~ J.R.R. Tolkien

[bebemoon]

when spending the summer with @greylette .