The Secret Life Of Mademoiselle Lou Ella: Dawn

angelicaldarkness:

My Favourite Time Of Day…
Is Dawn
When The Sky Is Half Night And Half Day
I Love The Way The Stars Shine Brighter
As If Begging You Not To Forget They Are There
The Moon Seems Bigger And Closer
As If Competing With The Sun
The Sun Who Rises In Colours Of Reds And Pinks
There’s A Period Of…

Dawn is my favorite time of day too. If I have to pick just one.

The Secret Life Of Mademoiselle Lou Ella: Dawn

The Secret Life Of Mademoiselle Lou Ella: turquoisetangle replied to your post: It’s when If you wrote it when…

angelicaldarkness:

If you wrote it when you weren’t in love, I hope it’s exactly the way you’re feeling now that you are. The head over heels falling in love butterflies are marvelous, so is a steady, “I know you’re always there and you…

Stop worrying. Sink in and enjoy it. All is well. As it should be. Hope you’ll be together, all the time, soon. I’m new to Tumblr and your love story, that still unfolding in all the newness, giddiness and wonder. *happy sigh from a married lady*

The Secret Life Of Mademoiselle Lou Ella: turquoisetangle replied to your post: It’s when If you wrote it when…

I write.: Q: Tell me why you write. I write to forget. I write over what I write…

pavorst:

Q: Tell me why you write.

I write to forget. I write over what I write so that the words become illegible. That way, I write to hide. I write to leave behind things that I do not want to remember. But it feels like every day when I wake up, I have this headache and this urge to just destroy the…

I write.: Q: Tell me why you write. I write to forget. I write over what I write…

Forever Falling Up: When she looked in his eyesShe saw the broken piecesSo she went to…

learnthewaysoflonely:

When she looked in his eyes
She saw the broken pieces
So she went to work
Her tools; her heart and mind
The mending would not be easy
And certainly not perfect
Because once something breaks
It always mends a little crooked

He looked at her with that
Something that was broken in him
And saw her so…

Forever Falling Up: When she looked in his eyesShe saw the broken piecesSo she went to…

Life: Life can sometimes be cold and meanBut it’s up to you You get to…

healingfeelings:

Life can sometimes be cold and mean
But it’s up to you
You get to decide if you can overcome defeat
Your pleads may go unheard
Not necessarily something you deserved
But that’s how things go on this earth

It’s up to you
If you deal with the wicked
You will soon be a distant figure
The person…

Life: Life can sometimes be cold and meanBut it’s up to you You get to…

Insert Title Here: I danced in the rain today.

titlenotfound:

It’s been
awhile since
I’ve danced in the

rain
and it was nice,

I suppose.
Though my clothes

are a little damp
and my Converse
canvas shoes

Weren’t meant to be wet

and my book bag
was a bit to heavy.

And I suppose
that if the rain
has not left by

tomorrow

I won’t be too
happy.

I love walking in the rain. We had snow flurries here. Tiny ones. They made me smile.

Insert Title Here: I danced in the rain today.