Suddenly she realized that what she was regretting was not the lost past but the lost future, not what had not been but what would never be.
Between the pages is where I love you the most.
Today I drove by our favorite spot—the one where we used to take long walks.
I can’t go there anymore because our footsteps still echo in my ears.
Just like the hum of our song on the radio that echoes off the walls inside my mind that I can’t seem to tear down.
I can’t shake the melody away: the crescendos crash and crack against the wind.
My favorite dress—the red one: I can’t wear it anymore.
It’s still heavy with your fingerprints that I can’t seem to wash away.
Four hundred: the number of miles that I can’t bring myself to drive, knowing you’ll be on the other end.
You cloud my subconscious, filling my dreams with scenarios of us that I can’t have.
You’re just a boy in love with an idea that I can’t shape or form with any words of my own.
And I can’t do it anymore.
“I Can’t" | VEB
If you’re only going to write when you’re inspired, you may be a fairly decent poet, but you will never be a novelist — because you’re going to have to make your word count today, and those words aren’t going to wait for you, whether you’re inspired or not. So you have to write when you’re not “inspired.” … And the weird thing is that six months later, or a year later, you’re going to look back and you’re not going to remember which scenes you wrote when you were inspired and which scenes you wrote because they had to be written.
Anonymous asked: Love your blog and fashion posts! What are your all time favorite fashion icons/stylists?
As for designers, Calvin Klein, Alice + Olivia, Chanel, and Ralph Lauren are the top of the top.
Feather On the Clyde | Passenger
Fall is for packing away neons and painting on darker shades. Here are my four favorite shades in constant rotation for all months ending in -er:
Honk If You Love OPI // You Don’t Know Jacques // Suzi Skis in the Pyrenees // Metallics