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Why is my verse so barren of new pride,
So far from variation or quick change?
Why with the time do I not glance aside
To new-found methods, and to compounds strange?
Why write I still all one, ever the same,
And keep invention in a noted weed,
That every word doth almost tell my name,
Showing their birth, and where they did proceed?
O! know sweet love I always write of you,
And you and love are still my argument;
So all my best is dressing old words new,
Spending again what is already spent:
For as the sun is daily new and old,
So is my love still telling what is told.

William Shakespeare. Sonnet 76.
1 year ago
gotta boil it down to at least two by december.

gotta boil it down to at least two by december.

1 year ago
my favorite shade of green en vivo!

my favorite shade of green en vivo!

1 year ago
za me i vanna bee. one nite i had it right.

za me i vanna bee. one nite i had it right.

1 year ago
je ne le oublierai pas.

je ne le oublierai pas.

(Source: thekidsareinsane, via creatingaquietmind)

1 year ago

tumblrbot asked: WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE INANIMATE OBJECT?

A Sherlock.

1 year ago
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Upright in the star center of so many new avenues, and I’ve only been sulking through my old ways. Season, scene, and soul are gonna make a change for chaotic good and for the impassioned. I’m getting signs, and I’ve always been good with direction - just stay inspired girl. Let that lady of Love’s strong influence pull this heart along.

1 year ago