spectacular, spectacular
ask away
or so she tends to pretend. she being ash, of semi sound mind and uninviting body. interested in ink, literature, art... pretty much anything beautiful. she speaks her mind, wears her heart on the outside, and has no qualms, at all. easily broken but quicker to her feet every time. mad love for the little things, and always down for an intelligent conversation, or an inept one if it entertains. she is a writer, to the core though she lacks the talent to make it brilliant. she is and has always been a music junkie as well as a comic dork. rowling, steinbeck, paolini, roidan, cooper, cooper, and shakespeare hold her heart.
Completely fucked. Two and a half years clean. I get arrested for a DUI, my fault without question. I also get popped with possession of marijuana, a pipe, and possession of a controlled substance. The DUI I could have handled. My own fuck up. But now I’m facing a felony charge for drugs that weren’t mine. Life is fucked. I don’t think I’ve ever been so lost.
"For ever and ever, we say when we are young, or in our prayers. Twice, we say it, Old One, do we not? For ever and ever… so that a thing may be for ever, a life or a love or a quest, and yet begin again, and be for ever just as before."
Gwion of The Lost Land in Silver on the Tree, the final book in The Dark is Rising sequence written by Susan Cooper.
#susan cooper
#the dark is rising
#silver on the tree
#for ever
#gwion
Nothing sounds like fun anymore.
