#lucreza

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What is "lucreza" in some of your tags ? If it's a blog, it don't exist anymore... :/

Hey anony, it is from a blog but is now with a different url but the person behind that blog wants me to continue in tagging her with that name.

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Space Project: Part IV (Blending of astronomy photography & quotes, lyrics and poetry)

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Space Project: Part III (Blending of astronomy photography & quotes, lyrics and poetry)

[sailsflyseaward]

lucreza replied to In celebration of a certain someone’s birthday...

I’M STILL CRAZY OVER THIS

I go long spells with it floating, gossamer, at the back of my mind and then I remember and it comes speeding back in vivid color like OH THAT ACTUALLY HAPPENED. 

[claudiatiedemanns]

There’s only you. It has always been you.

[volchitza]

starkreckon replied to your post:"i've never ignored anyone" uh yes you have. maybe...

i actually think you’re kind to everyone, you always have been, and you are a ray of sunshine, okay?

oh Celeste! thank you *_______* thank you so much [kisses] it means a lot

lucreza replied to your post:"i've never ignored anyone" uh yes you have. maybe...

but you’re the sweetest thing in the world i don’t understand

are you saying that to your reflection in the mirror? honestly

[elizabethtudors]

I was tagged by the lovely witchsisters to list fifteen things that make me happy.

bookstores.  From the musty second-hand book stores that reek of past adventures to big box stores with adjacent coffee shop.  I love walking through the vast collections of books either alone or with a fellow book friend.  Bookstores are probably one of the only places that I can waste away hours in.

good hair days.  As a redhead with thick curly hair that tends to be a bit on the unruly side, good hair days are few and far between.  The few days when it happens, I feel like I can take over the world. bonus points if my eyeliner and lipstick is on point too.

cinnamon buns.  Particularly those from my local bakery.  I love the sweet sticky feeling, the sugar rush, and how it reminds me of spending Sundays at my grandmother's house. 

my bed.  For those of you who don't know, one of the side effects of my bipolar disorder is that I tend to get worn out quite fast from the rapid mood cycling.  So I've put a lot of effort into making my bed the most comfy place of the world.  It was my favourite place to curl up and read a book.  

my cats.  My cats are easily the best part of me.  From desperate snuggles to welcome home greetings, my cats always find a way to put a smile on my face.

live theatre.  There's something magical about the stage.  There's this collective energy that grows from before the lights dim to when the curtain falls.  The stage grabs me and swallows me whole like nothing else.  I leave feeling both alive and exhausted and just wanting to do it all over again.

my nana and papa.  I don't get along well with my grandma and grandpa but my nana and papa more than make up for it.  They have the relationship I have always wanted; the type that radiates love from their gestures to their words.  Most of my childhood was spent in their farmhouse baking my Nana's famous oatmeal cookies and listening to my old records.  Both of them are responsible for my love for theatre, for baking, for crafting, and for family.  They are some of the most important people in my life and I love them very much.

writing.  Writing is one of those things that I love to hate.  I've spent more hours than I can count screaming at my keyboard, willing me to just write something.  But there are these wonderful moments when I find the way to string twenty-six words together and make something beautiful- and those moments make everything worth it.

reading.  From about the age of eight, I have been a reader.  I have breathed books in like air.  Even though university has stalled my reading habits, I still feel so satisfied when I finish a novel.  (also I'm drowning in books I need to read but I love it) 

university.  Like writing, this is both a blessing and a curse.  University has pushed me farther and further than I thought possible and moulded me into a better student and person.  I love the collective intelligence and the vibe of my university.  I love how my professors are constantly pushing me and the wonderful feeling of knowing that I deserved that A.  

travel.  I love exploring places- whether they be well mapped or unexplored.  There's something exciting about living out of my backpack and seeing the world through the lens of my camera.  

places of worship.  This one is a little strange but I love exploring people's places of worship.  From the stained glass glory of churches to the simplicity of synagogues, there's something wonderful about people's places of worship and the hope they bring. 

falafel.  There's a certain art to making a good falafel and I am constantly on the search for a best one.  From local dives to big chains, nothing will stop me on my quest for the perfect falafel. 

watching television.  I love my routine where I sit down and flicker to the channel and lose myself in a fictional reality for an hour or two.  It doesn't matter if I'm alone or with family, I savour the experience and look forward to the new episodes each week.

all the wonderful people on tumblr.  You guys constantly inspire me and dare me to do better.  You guys have created this wonderful space for me that I love and is my first place to go whenever I need cheering up.  You dare me to be better and I love each and everyone of you for it.

I tag the wonderful sansasnark, saferincages, lucreziaborgia, lucreziaborgiad, sansaspark, anneboleyns, wintersmiths, hawkaeye, artcmis, lucreza, and anyone else who wants to do it!

[sailsflyseaward]

☄ wax poetic about me mostly bc your words fill me with such delight i can barely describe

You know that text post that goes something along the lines of "That blog you can't believe follows you etc. etc. [and every time they interact with you you have to try really hard to not die a thousand deaths"?

You're that blog, Nell. And I still can't believe you follow me, let alone that I'm lucky enough to be considered one of your friends. I'M A BIG NERD I'M SORRY but I really don't know what I could possibly say about you that hasn't been said umpteenth times before with much better words.

You are a wildfire, you are a lioness, and I dare not take any of those qualities from you because they're so true and right, but more often than not--to me--you've been a calm and a comfort. You're that cool bit of pillow that soothes a fitful night's sleep and it's hard now to imagine my dash, let alone my life, without you. You have such an eye for the nuances and beauty in the world that my days are brightened by mere association. And you're a fighter--you've earned every scrap of the incredible person you are and it's the kind of quiet battle we all face that doesn't get broadcast, but I'm saying it now: you are so brave and so kind and I adore you.