Psst. Heart. I think I found your new bestie. She has great taste in shoes.
heels
“O YOU whom I often and silently come where you are, that I may be with you;
As I walk by your side, or sit near, or remain in the same room with you,
Little you know the subtle electric fire that for your sake is playing within me.”
– Walt Whitman
So, yeah, I have a crush on Allison Harvard. Partially because I love people unabashedly admitting to their own quirks (be they enjoying the sight of a good nosebleed or whatever else) and partially because she’s just plain gorgeous. I could handle less pictures of her where she’s infantilized, though.
And I want that dress. Please and thank you.
SG has a go-to phrase for when I’m stressed out.
“Would you please calm down? Everything’s going to be fine. We’re the beautiful people.”
I’m not entirely sure how that solves anything, but it’s certainly nice to remember.
“so I wait for you like a lonely house
till you will see me again and live in me.
Till then my windows ache.”
– Pablo Neruda
I know, I know, I know, tumblr. I leave the teaser for a crazysexy evening and then I just sort of dipped out on you.
This week has been a little hectic. But, I promise that I will be posting it up soon, even if that requires some dom in a suit bending me over the desk, pushing my laptop in front of me, and not letting me leave until I’ve written it up.
Yes, okay, it’s a stretch. But, I have to tie this picture in somehow, don’t I?
I just keep procrastinating doing my laundry. This won’t end well, I know it.
“She understood that her heart operated on its own instructions, that she had no control over it or, indeed, anything else.” – Jeffrey Eugenides, Middlesex.
One’s learning patience, that’s for sure. I’m not quite sure what the other one’s learning, but she appears to be behind the curve.
Oh, I wish.