allmymetaphors:

lyonnesse:

porcelain-wrists:

Today i took a couple of the flowers i got for valentine’s day, (they were practically dead) and I grabbed one of the books that I bought at the used book store on Saturday (Emily Dickinson’s complete book of poetry, to be exact) and I pressed these flowers on the very back. I’m going to read at least 1 poem each day and when I’m done with the book i’ll take the flowers out, that by that time, will be dried out and gorgeous and I’ll put them somewhere special. Every time I get writer’s block I’ll look at those flowers and know that there’s beauty in everything, even dead flowers and that if one woman wrote over 1775 poems, I should have no problem finishing one.

why i love my best friend
(besides the fact that she buys me frozen yogurt)

i actually know the most lovely people