(And another auto-reblog!!!)
This vantage point is new to me.
I didn’t even realize how beautiful it was until well into my time there.
As beautiful as Williams was/is, what I miss most is walking down those streets with the people I met there… many of whom remain my favorite people in the entire world.
Ben: all the things i need for testing are broken
Ben: all of them
Me: i’m glad you don’t work in the mines.
Ben: they wouldn’t even be able to send my body back because the elevator would be broken, then the backup elevator would be broken, then everyone would go home and forget that the mine had collapsed and not reply to emails about it.
!!o!!m!!g!!
“A long-lost short story written by Charlotte Brontë for a married man with whom she fell in love is to be published for the first time after being found in a Belgian museum a century after it was last heard of. The tale, written in grammatically erratic French and entitled L’Ingratitude, is the first-known piece of homework set for Brontë by Constantin Heger, a Belgian tutor who taught both her and her sister Emily, and is believed to have inspired such ardour in the elder sibling that she drew on their relationship for her novel Villette.”
Read more in The Guardian.
Who took these photos of me and Ben???
(Source: dinkinflickaaa, via lazysundae)
Talia: i feel like the two explanatory paragraphs at the end are surprising
emotionally
like: oh! oh? oh…?
