Halfway to Somewhere

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stigma†‡†ized on We Heart It.

Love You ‘Till the End on We Heart It.

the last stanza of Fern Hill

Nothing I cared, in the lamb white days, that time would take me

Up to the swallow thronged loft by the shadow of my hand,

In the moon that is always rising,

Nor that riding to sleep

I should hear him fly with the high fields

And wake to the farm forever fled from the childless land.

Oh as I was young and easy in the mercy of his means,

Time held me green and dying

Though I sang in my chains like the sea.

—-Dylan Thomas

a fort and literature and fluffy pillows and blankets and no commitments

the impossible cool. on We Heart It. http://weheartit.com/entry/18895083

seriously hilarious. you need to read this.

i’m just a teenage dirtbag baby`. on We Heart It. http://weheartit.com/entry/17862899

Ground control to Major Tom on We Heart It. http://weheartit.com/entry/15326064

A Farewell to Arms by Ernest Hemingway

“They paused and watched the moon rise, to make silver of the slate roof and blue the rustling trees.”

— This Side of Paradise - F. Scott Fitzgerald

“‘Always’ isn’t a pretty word.”

— A Farewell to Arms - Ernest Hemmingway

4 October 2010

Day 34: Literature in the orchestra closet? basically.