I can listen no longer in silence. I must speak to you by such means
as are within my reach. You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half
hope. Tell me not that I am too late, that such precious feelings are gone
for ever. I offer myself to you again with a heart even more your own,
than when you almost broke it eight years and a half ago. Dare not say
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Have you seen the BBC miniseries of the Elizabeth Gaskell novel North and South? Phwoar. Richard Armitage = dool worthy. I hope he takes his top hat with him into the bedroom.
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I know what you mean with being nowhere near where you thought you'd be--I'm like that too, getting in my own way of doing things I want to do, like getting braces. I think I read once in a New Woman magazine that it's called a quarter-life crisis. I'm having one of those! Don't know what I want to do! So of course, I'm letting reading consume me instead of dealing with stuff, which doesn't help. At all. I have one more semester of uni to go, and it's driving me mad, because that's another 6 months I can't get full-time work for! Hmph. Whoever first said the uni-student life is great obviously didn't factor in too much thinking time over the summer holidays! Hmph.
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Sometimes I'm not even sure if I want a 9-5 monday to friday job, and other times I'd love one. A quarter life crisis sounds about right - I'm 24 in February. Guh. I still feel just like I did at 16, I wonder when that will change.
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a lot of the time I feel like I'm just pretending to be an adult. I so don't have it together. and being a teenager was good in that we had this perfect excuse for mood swings, and not having decided what to do with ourselves! adolescence!
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