“…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.
My abroad blog can be found here.)
Wallpaper adapted from here.
(via prettybooks)
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Hanging out in my dorm’s basement, baking two regular loaves of bread and one cinnamon swirl and cranberry loaf using this basic recipe, watching Tennant’s Hamlet with a friend, and wearing a Watson-esque sweater that I got from my hall’s free pile that still vaguely smells of men’s hygiene products but whatever because I kind of love it.
Just having a lovely afternoon, is all.
(via grayskymorning)
¿De grande qué querés ser?
(Roughly: What do you want to be when you grow up?)
