I recently learned a new word–fulgent. I like the word a lot. Fulgent: dazzingly bright or radiant Advertisements
I went to her concert for the Red Tour last night with two friends. Ed Sheeran was a warm-up act for her, so by the time Taylor came on stage, my throat was already a little scratchy. Needless to say, I emerged from that concert with an extremely scratchy voice and little-to-no hearing. It was […]
There was a point at the Imagine Dragons concert I went to last night when I started crying like any other fangirl. But what separated those fangirls from me was the reasons for crying. I suppose how everyone was unified at the concert was such a together feeling that I just soaked it all up […]
“Look at the stars,” he said softly. The words trickled over her the way raindrops chased each other down a window pane. She turned over in the grass, hearing the dry grass crackle under her like fireworks. “Take him and cut him out in little stars, / And he will make the face of heaven […]
“If I lay here. If I just lay here, would you lie with me and just forget the world?” –Chasing Cars, Snow Patrol
“Every atom in your body came from a star that exploded. And, the atoms in your left hand probably came from a different star than your right hand. It really is the most poetic thing I know about physics: You are all stardust.” –Lawrence M. Krauss
“Is she haunting me in spirit this time? No names anymore—just a flicker of silver that disappears whenever I try to get a good look. Is the answer to this unattainable then?” I found a quote from older times, less complicated times when it was just this new present called writing and my happy, happy […]
Despite always championing for honesty and sincerity and all those sorts of virtues, I have just realized I do sometimes tell white-lies. What exactly am I supposed to make out of myself?
“It’s right and it’s you’re right, because you’re my beautiful child, and beauty has rights that plainness never will.” –Cansrel, Fire by Kristin Cashore Cansrel scares me because I’m sure I would be like him if given power.
A bit of rambling this morning. ——— Perhaps the hardest part when you start pouring your soul onto the page, is the very start. You don’t know if the page will welcome you or if they’ll push you away, rebounded from the very first words you type. Are you receptive? Maybe not right now, not […]