beauty means the scent of roses and then the death of roses
Leah. 19. Romantic cynical idealist. Writer & poet. Film addict & literature enthusiast. Scott Fitzgerald is the love of my life. This blog is a mess of movies, literature, poetry, art, music, and TV. Currently reading: F. Scott Fitzgerald: A Life in Letters.
“I’m a slave to my emotions, to my likes, to my hatred of boredom, to most of my desires—”
“You are not! You’re a slave, a bound helpless slave to one thing in the world, your imagination.”