Dart favors on another -
And those sweet lips (yielding immortal nectar)
Be gently press’d by any but myself -
Think, think Francesca, what a cursed thing
It were beyond expression!” —
will be mine in 3-5 days.
the delusion that things are more beautiful than they are.
…por que la vida se nos acaba,
y yo quiero morir cantando,
como muere la cigarra…
n. the phenomenon where you and an acquaintance are walking towards each other from a distance, close enough to make eye contact but still too far away to talk, triggering a fifteen-second reciprocal performance of Walking Normally in Public.
I loathe these moments.
n. the realization while talking to yourself that someone else is within earshot, which leads you to crossfade into mumbled singing, an auditory sleight of hand that distracts the audience from the exposed platform under your persona while you prepare to saw your confidence in half.
this can’t be true.
I know not what I trace;
But when I cease to look, my hand is on my heart.” —from, Tis Said That Some Have Died For Love, William Wordsworth
This is my first tumblr message ever!
No matter who wrote this, it still made me smile.
i stopped sleeping well when i started keeping my journal beneath the pillow next to me. i don’t write anything happy or positive. there are too many negative feelings filling my body every night.
the euphoria you experience when you are first falling in love.
“…describes a deep emotional state of nostalgic longing for something or someone that one was fond of and which is lost. It often carries a fatalist tone and a repressed knowledge that the object of longing might really never return.”
“Saudade was once described as “the love that remains” or “the love that stays” after someone is gone. It can be described as an emptiness, like someone ( e.g., one’s children, parents, sibling, grandparents, friends) or something (e.g., places, pets, things one used to do in childhood, or other activities performed in the past) that should be there in a particular moment, but is missing, and the individual feels this absence.”
…were the only one who ever tried to save me.
i took that for granted.