Franny B

The Clod and the Pebble

“Love seeketh not itself to please,
Nor for itself hath any care,
But for another gives its ease,
And builds a heaven in hell’s despair.”

So sung a little Clod of Clay,
Trodden with the cattle’s feet,
But a Pebble of the brook
Warbled out these metres meet:

“Love seeketh only Self to please,
To bind another to its delight,
Joys in another’s loss of ease,
And builds a hell in heaven’s despite.”

—William Blake

Messin’ with my qi

But she’s a stupid little girl

and “you should just seduce him”

Y estoy alegre de que no sea cierto

inaniloquent:

So your voice is annoying me to death.

Me gustas cuando callas porque estás como ausente,
y me oyes desde lejos, y mi voz no te toca.
Parece que los ojos se te hubieran volado
y parece que un beso te cerrara la boca.

Como todas las cosas están llenas de mi alma
emerges de las cosas, llena del alma mía.
Mariposa de sueño, te pareces a mi alma,
y te pareces a la palabra melancolía.

Me gustas cuando callas y estás como distante.
Y estás como quejándote, mariposa en arrullo.
Y me oyes desde lejos, y mi voz no te alcanza:
Déjame que me calle con el silencio tuyo.

Déjame que te hable también con tu silencio
claro como una lámpara, simple como un anillo.
Eres como la noche, callada y constelada.
Tu silencio es de estrella, tan lejano y sencillo.

Me gustas cuando callas porque estás como ausente.
Distante y dolorosa como si hubieras muerto.
Una palabra entonces, una sonrisa bastan.
Y estoy alegre, alegre de que no sea cierto.

and then it’s quiet and i miss it. So basically, I hate you.

—-/

I got used to my dyke hair./pixie whatever

http://www.last.fm/music/Brazilian+Girls/_/Me+Gustas+Cuando+Callas

God, I love how they use Neruda’s poetry in this song—they don’t butcher the beauty of it.

Short hair is not short hair. I had short hair. I am insulted.

Wait, no…thats un-pc in itself…

Morose

and misanthropic.

—but overall I’m content and excited for the future.

Life on the other side

things are splendid

days have never looked better

i wake up every morning full of life

full of excitement

ready for the day to begin

ready for anything

i am loved by all and i love all that surrounds me

at school

i pay attention in class

i do my classwork

i get along with my teachers and peers

i have many friends

all of whom are very friendly and caring

they are also very interesting

my teachers are nice, too

i cannot complain about the people in my school

the environment is very stimulating

assignments may seem a little rough and i might lose myself in the amount i get

but i recenter myself

and i get it all done

because i am a good student

and i want to succeed in life

on the weekends

i study for my ACTs and SATs

but i find time in between hw and studying to hang out with chill friends and listen to good music while discussing books and poetry and art and world issues

and in between all that

i balance my school and social life with my family life

Look at What the Light Did Now

Beautiful lazy melodies against this bright sharp daylight:

My eyes are still tired despite the restful weekend; the week just started and all I want is for it to end as quickly as this light will turn to grey and as smoothly as his voice coalesces into sounds.

The Weather Today

I woke up this morning only to find white specks falling from the sky—snow again. 

Today is the first day of spring. 

I can’t complain, though, because everything else went really well, and it was nice and sunny for about 20 minutes. And tomorrow will be amazing: photo seminar in the city, hell yes.

Spring Awakens

Soon enough it’ll be warm enough to actually LIVE. 

Upcoming events will also keep things lively and monotony will be merely winter’s memory.

Finally. I need this.

I Spy Glitter and Stars

Current favorite: Matthew Broderick

HEY GUYS! IT’S TIME FOR THE WORD OF THE DAY! (COOL!)

broar

(n.) the sound a bro makes whilst in his natural habitat, surrounded by his many bros, bro-ing out. it is his mating call as well as his battle cry.

if you seek amy

Cover me in glitz and shower me with golden flecks. Wrap me up in the softest furs and adorn my locks with the prettiest flowers.

Haw

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