Post Grad

(via Garance Dore).

"Is this that world? These the delights,

The love, the labors, the events,

Of which once we so fondly spoke?

And must all mortals wear this weary yoke?

Ah, when the truth appeared,

It better seemed to die!

Cold death, the barren tomb, didst thou prefer

To harsh reality."

-Leopardi

Graduation Day

"Oh Sylvia, dost thou remember still

That period of thy mortal life,

when beauty so bewildering

Shone in thy laughing, glancing eyes,

As thou, so merry, so wise,

Youth's threshold then wast entering?"

-Leopardi

(A Utilization Of My Basic and Halting French)

Je prends le train

dans le Maine

et promenade le long de cote.

C'est l'endroit que Je me sens le plus comme moi.

Summer, Come Quick

Straw Hat

I praise my honeysuckle happiness

and all the dreams that I have let die

and all the stern-eyed strangers who warned me

never to be shy.

Air Force Academy

(James).

in the Sunday morning sun on a leather seat by the windows in a cafe.

To my left,

a military man leans in

towards his clear eyed son

at fifteen

and says

"Live up to the plan."

(via The Sartorialist). 

"You think there is nothing out there for you but there is. You just can't see it."

(Joseph).

I just can't decide if I want to be happy.