Tuesday

Boots




Taken from The Satorialist. Look, how incredibly effortless.

Bat For Lashes

This love is growing much slower than most. At first I thought "meh". I couldn't get her out of my head though. And I bought the new album, and it's grown and grown and grown. And now the album has grown on lovely Nikki and slowly but surely we loved, and we do love. I think I'll probably buy her release before this as well.

They say for every high high, there must be a low low, low
From every sun ascending a lonesome moon will grow, grow, grow, grow


Wednesday

babe,
you know I still love you,
but how dare you complain to me

Monday

would you just look at me?

I do as I please,
but now I'm on my knees
your skin is something that I stir
into my tea,
and I am watching you,
and you are

starry

starry

starry

Thursday

If I thought it would be useful.

and I realized that night that the hall light,
which seemed so bright when you turned it on,
is nothing-
compared to the dawn
which is nothing-
compared to the light
which seeps from you while you're sleeping,
cocooned in my room-
beautiful and grotesque,
resting

that night we got kicked out of two bars
and laughed our way home

I thought-
I would offer you my pulse
I would give you my breath





























I can't believe that I finally get to see her.