Juli 2012
my beloved frauki is coming home from nearly one month in england. i am quite excited to see her.
Coral is far more red, than her lips red:
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damasked, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound:
I grant I never saw a goddess go,
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet by heaven, I think my love as rare,
As any she belied with false compare.” —Shakespeare, Sonnet 130 (via uneamesoeur)
I don’t care today. No, not at all.
got a photoshoot in august. quite excited.
did I mention that florence and the machine are genius? they are.
people. stay the fuck away from me. really, it pisses me off. ‘o, we need to meet and I like you and I am interested in your life.’ then one does worry how the other one has been, not hearing ANYTHING for ages, seeing one acting fine. pisses me off.
besides I need to go shopping, but no money, so meh.
Free monday. Green tea, xxl pullover and red dead. I’m in love.
disorder joy division
Can’t time skip to saturday please.
Oh thanks!
I hope you’re not sad about yours? x
It is so hot in my room. I am melting. gahhh
white wine.
Talk to me.