“She was more disturbed by Mr. Knightley’s not dancing than by any thing else.—There he was, among the standers-by, where he ought not to be; he ought to be dancing,—not classing himself with the husbands, and fathers, and whist-players, who were pretending to feel an interest in the dance till their rubbers were made up,—so young as he looked!— He could not have appeared to greater advantage perhaps anywhere, than where he had placed himself. His tall, firm, upright figure, among the bulky forms and stooping shoulders of the elderly men, was such as Emma felt must draw every body’s eyes; and,excepting her own partner, there was not one among the whole row of young men who could be compared with him.”

Pterodactyls/ Emma/ Nicky Silver

Hello everybody. I’m dead. How are you? I’m glad I killed myself. I’m not reccomending it for others, mind you - no Dr. Kevorkian am I. But it’s worked out for me. Looking back, I don’t think I ever was supposed to have been born with to begin with. Of course, the idea that ‘supposed to be’ implies a master plan,, and I don’t believe in that kind of thing. When I say I shouldn’t have been born, I mean that my life was never all that pleasant. And there was no real reason for it. I was pretty. I had money. I was lucky enough to be born into a time and a class where I had nothing but opportunities. I look around and there is crippled people and blind people and refugees and I can’t believe I had the gall to whine about anything! I had my health - oh sure, I complained a lot, but really I was fine. And I had love! Granted the object of my affections was a latent, or not-so-latent homosexual as it turned out who was affected with the HIV virus, who in turn infected me and my unborn baby–but isn’t that really picking nits? I can never thank Todd enough for giving me the gun, because for the first time, I’m happy. The pain is gone and I remember everything. Tommy is here but we’re not speaking. He spends all his time with Montgomery Clift and George Cukor talking about movies. I assume. And I’ve been reunited with Alice Paulker. We went to school together. She was shot last year by a disgruntled postal worker. She has long wavy brown hair and skin so pale you can see right through it - I don’t mean it’s really transparent and you can see her guts and everything. It’s just pale. And she has very big eyes. Green. And we listen to music and go for walks. And take turns read aloud to each other. She reads poems by Emily Bronte and I read chapters from The Tropic of Cancer by Henry Miller. She was always classier than me. And sometimes we just hold each other. and I run my fingers through her hair and she touches her lips, gently, along my cheek. She makes soft sounds, comforting sounds and she takes her time and runs her tongue around the edge of my ear. We take off our clothes and just look at each other. I was shy at first, but Alice helped me and never rushed me. She held my breasts in her hand and ran her lips between them, down my stomach. I touch her eyelids and her forehead and her hair and her fingers and the back of her neck. And she enters me and I am everywhere at once and nowhere at all. And I remember everything and find that nothing matters. And for a moment, for a moment or two that lasts forever we become one person. And I forget, we forget, that we were ever alive. And everything makes perfect sense. 

Quello che più da valore alla vita è che non dura per sempre.
Ciò che la rende preziosa è che finisce e io questo ora lo so più che mai. E ho scelto oggi per ricordare a tutti noi che il tempo è fortuna. Quindi non lo sprecate vivendo la vita di qualcun altro, utilizzate la vostra vita al meglio, combattete per ciò che vi sta a cuore, qualunque cosa sia, perché anche se non ci riusciamo, è comunque il miglior modo di vivere.
—  Gwen Stacy
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a while ago I wrote a DIY article on floral crowns, but I realized theres so much more you can do with flowers that I haven’t covered! flowers are so versatile, real or fake, there are so many ways you can incorporate them into your look to give it a spring-y feel. here are a few ideas I’ve experimented with this season thus far:

  1. headbands- not as popular as floral crowns, but super cute & typically can be bought for much cheaper.
  2. braids-braiding flowers into your hair looks super cute- but if you plan on using real flowers, keep in mind they won’t last long. I recommend real flowers because they’re easier to work with, + they smell nice :-) you can pick flowers to braid into your hair in many outdoor areas, but if your don’t have access to real flowers, silk flowers work well too.
  3. clips-flower hair clips are a personal fave of mine, they keep my unruly hair out of my face & look rad as heck at the same time. you can buy them super cheap online, but I personally buy most of mine at H&M, they have a really good selection to choose from :)

if you try some of these hair tips & it works well, snap a pic & submit it and you may be featured in a future article :)

check out my floral crown DIY here

-Emma Catherine♡