Come! with thy looks, thy words, relieve my woe;
Those still at least are left thee to bestow.
Still on that breast enamour’d let me lie,
Still drink delicious poison from thy eye,
Pant on thy lip, and to thy heart be press’d;
Give all thou canst — and let me dream the rest. Eloisa to Abelard by Alexander Pope
May 29th with 1 note | reblog
Those still at least are left thee to bestow.
Still on that breast enamour’d let me lie,
Still drink delicious poison from thy eye,
Pant on thy lip, and to thy heart be press’d;
Give all thou canst — and let me dream the rest. Eloisa to Abelard by Alexander Pope
May 29th with 1 note | reblog
ecstatic shock
May 18th with 2,093 notes | reblogn. the surge of energy upon catching a glance from someone you like—a thrill that starts in your stomach, arcs up through your lungs and flashes into a spontaneous smile—which scrambles your ungrounded circuits and tempts you to chase that feeling with a kite and a key.
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I'll Try Anything Once by The Strokes
The Strokes - I’ll Try Anything Once
Sit me down,
Shut me up,
I’ll calm down,
and I’ll get along with you.
The best kind of friend is the kind you sit with, never say a word and walk away feeling like it was the best conversation you ever had.
Steven Wright (via reminisced)
May 9th with 33 notes | reblog
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May 9th with 33 notes | reblog
