A Whisper, A Soul
The brilliance of your eyes the curvature of your lips the steady glissando— my name on your tongue. The collide of our hands the lock of our eyes the steadfast understanding— two souls become one.
Realize it's going to be raining all day tomorrow-...
Oh, happy day.
vonizzix: heavy in your arms :: florence + the...
123 days until the next half of my life begins.
SNL Digital Short: Do The Creep Oh cool, my anthem.
day nine: loves
art, photography, film & design bubble baths sleeping cute boys who smell nice soft blankets & pillows snow books christmas lights tea
How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot, the world forgetting, by the...– Alexander Pope Each time I watch this movie, I become a blubbering sap and part of me dies.
creativecloud asked: So amanda how goes operation "grow pot in the greenhouse to fund environmental science" going?
Will you go to prom with me?
Depending upon who you are, maybe. I am hoping for a particular person to ask me, though. Perhaps it’s you. Ask, and keep me entertained.
superflysuperfresh: My first college audition was today at TCU and it went better then I expected. Even though I was nervous like no other (I always psych myself out sometimes) everything was super relaxed. I did my two monologues, then a short little interview and bam, done, just like that. After my audition I got a tour of the campus and absolutely loved it. The atmosphere was nice,...
day eight: fears
lack of love not accomplishing my dreams alcoholism/drug addiction being forgotten drowning failing out of college becoming a loner/hermit forgetting what matters most
I'm itching to take some photos.
I just need someone willing to stand in front of my lens.
We watched the sun set behind the distanced mountains, and then I carved your...
day seven: wants
TCU acceptance letter love, so much love to travel a job this pile of 120mm film developed to keep certain people around forever to know what I really want
anescapefromexpectation: Hand touching my face. Why? The diversions and causeways en route to our meeting. What stories do you have to tell? The thoughts written by your power, your interactions with the atmosphere. What brought you to such a conclusive location? You could reach out to others, but you decided to reach out to me. Will we meet again? Maybe someday, but hopefully not quite...
I often wonder what it’s like to be set aflame- With passion. With desire. With drive. As I near the end of my high school career, I’ve come to realize that I haven’t fully focused my passion into any one thing. Sure I’ve been passionate in many facets of my life, but never narrowly focused. I don’t know where I intended to go with this- I just urge you to find...
senioritis-influenced evening plans.
pass out on my oh-so-comfortable bed wake up return to sleep wake up, fix a mug of tea mindlessly wander work on my art project chat with friends tumblr back to sleep
day six: places I want to go
Ireland England Switzerland France India Germany
day five: foods
Macaroni & Cheese Pizza Graham Crackers Cupcakes Mangoes *Also noteworthy is my love for Goldfish.
Clair de Lune | Debussy I always listen to this...