rummaging for answers in the pages

Let us live, my Lesbia, and love.
As for all the rumours of those stern old men,
Let us value them at a mere penny.

Suns may set and yet rise again, but
Us, with our brief light, can set but once.
The night which falls is one never-ending sleep.

Give me a thousand kisses, then a hundred.
Then, another thousand, and a second hundred.
Then, yet another thousand, and a hundred.

Then, when we have counted up many thousands,
Let us shake the abacus, so that no one may know the number,
And become jealous when they see
How many kisses we have shared...

-Catullus <3

let your heart keep time

all is well

found this half-mushroom half-freckly mouse in a shop window in notting hill ^_^

<3

i'd never make it through without you around

i miss you SO MUCH...

here's hoping the next 2 months fly by. time to throw myself into my work for distraction. i feel so empty without you, all sad and shrivelled up like the purple flower i left on your bookcase :( :( :(

collect conkers for me...

love.

i want this so, just more than you

i saw magistrates accidentally at reading and fell stupidly in love with this song (ironic title..)

other bands i saw - yeah yeah yeahs, lostprophets, noah and the whale (who were so disappointing :( ), the xx, grammatics, vampire weekend, passion pit, bloc party. thanks dan and dom, who hoisted me up on their shoulders for my very favouritest songs, sleepyhead and flux :D :D :D also thankyou dom for rescuing me from the VIOLENT moshymoshy bloc party crowd - a girl got carried past us, her face covered in blood...:S

il put pictures up once dom gets his act together and puts his up :) :) :)

iv had a weird weekend. a weird month. this weekend, the police got called round...i ran away from home with bruises and scratches...had my phone smashed up...

it's been intersting.

and i should learn to spell interesting.

on the plus side, had a JIMPIZZA at fire and stone (german sausage, bacon, cheese, sour cream), stole some of dom's YUMMY macaroni with cheese and bacon (notice a recurrent theme here?) and got to watch my sassy girl this lunchtime...that cheered me up lots :) never fails to make me want to cry, in a good way!

ucas deadline thursday *gulp*

i wish cherry soothers could soothe hearts as well as sore throats...:(

the one thing that i'm missing here

AGH AS results come in tomorrow morning
so, as tradition dictates, a cocktail party must be held to soothe frayed nerves and generally help us forget our fear.
it won't be anywhere near as good as last year though. because last year's was where i met you...

song: joshua radin's beautiful "i'd rather be with you"
picture courtesy of the lovely souvenirs blog

<3

i can't find my way in

SOME DISCOVERIES
-this song
-banging your knee by falling all the way down the stairs makes pretty bruises. hello chairlift.
-lostprophets = unexpectedly awesome workout music
-not practising for a month makes stiff alzheimery fingers.
-the true meaning of an oxymoron
-my heart...and it hurts.
-that it's not that i can't be without you, it's that i don't want to be. but i'm going to have to be, whether i like it or not, because you don't want to be with me (most of the time). so i'm going to bite my tongue until i can hold you tight and make you forget. i am so, so, so sorry. i know that that word has no meaning. it's probably my least favourite one. but it's the only one i can give you until i can speak to you wordlessly again...
-that none of what i type makes sense anymore

i wish you could be there on wednesday night. i won't be thinking of anything but you (i won't be able to).

i'm off to fall in love with legolas all over again - LOTR trilogy marathon, hells yes.
<3

there's nothing like you and i

Tristesses de la lune

Ce soir, la lune rêve avec plus de paresse;
Ainsi qu'une beauté, sur de nombreux coussins,
Qui d'une main distraite et légère caresse
Avant de s'endormir le contour de ses seins,

Sur le dos satiné des molles avalanches,
Mourante, elle se livre aux longues pâmoisons,
Et promène ses yeux sur les visions blanches
Qui montent dans l'azur comme des floraisons.

Quand parfois sur ce globe, en sa langueur oisive,
Elle laisse filer une larme furtive,
Un poète pieux, ennemi du sommeil,

Dans le creux de sa main prend cette larme pâle,
Aux reflets irisés comme un fragment d'opale,
Et la met dans son coeur loin des yeux du soleil.

Le Léthé

Viens sur mon coeur, âme cruelle et sourde,
Tigre adoré, monstre aux airs indolents; 
Je veux longtemps plonger mes doigts tremblants 
Dans l'épaisseur de ta crinière lourde;

Dans tes jupons remplis de ton parfum 
Ensevelir ma tête endolorie, 
Et respirer, comme une fleur flétrie, 
Le doux relent de mon amour défunt.

Je veux dormir! dormir plutôt que vivre! 
Dans un sommeil aussi doux que la mort, 
J'étalerai mes baisers sans remords 
Sur ton beau corps poli comme le cuivre.

Pour engloutir mes sanglots apaisés 
Rien ne me vaut l'abîme de ta couche; 
L'oubli puissant habite sur ta bouche, 
Et le Léthé coule dans tes baisers.

À mon destin, désormais mon délice, 
J'obéirai comme un prédestiné; 
Martyr docile, innocent condamné, 
Dont la ferveur attise le supplice,

Je sucerai, pour noyer ma rancoeur, 
Le népenthès et la bonne ciguë 
Aux bouts charmants de cette gorge aiguë 
Qui n'a jamais emprisonné de coeur.

— both by Charles Baudelaire

i am currently head-over-heels in love with these poems (english translations for which can be found here and here - pick the one you like best). and i'm excited, because these are merely two poems from the great Les Fleurs du Mal collection. 

title totally unrelated - i've just been listening to this song all day

<3