“…she stopped paying close attention to his words and when at red lights, examined the rain drops spattering on the windshield so intently that she almost stared right through them. Each drop seemed stuck on the glass, until another drop landed on it and they rolled down the window together, ending in a climactic splash.”
Sara: College class of 2012 (English major, Gender and Sexuality Studies minor), looking for work/applying to grad school, writer, clarinetist.
I post and reblog: things I think are pretty, things that intrigue me, things I'm a fan of, and things I care about.
Common themes include: books, writing, movies, more books, cozy beds, breakfasts, Doctor Who, Sherlock, feminist issues, and occasional pieces of my life.
Wallpaper adapted from here.
My Christmas dress. (Modcloth)
That dress though.
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I love your dress!
If it made any sense at all and if it wouldn’t sort of ruin the novelty, I would totally wear it all the time.
I’m a little bit in love with it.
THE BIG DAY.
It’s hard to believe that Swarthmore College actually decided that I am qualified to earn a diploma with a major in English Literature and a minor in Gender and Sexuality Studies.
BUT THEY DID!
cinderella in the ashes. (by weepy hollow)
Rome, Dancing Girl, (variation) 27 of 50 by Jack Barnosky