December 2010
“I could tear open my bosom with vexation to think how little we are capable of...”
– The Sorrows of Young Werther by Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe (via thechocolatebrigade)
“You wonder what he’s thinking when he shivers like that. What can you tell me,...”
– Richard Siken (via thechocolatebrigade)
I’ve been sending a lot of time with a sweet boy. North Carolina for the holiday. I miss my family but I love my Roanoke family. It snowed a bunch this week.
Dear world,
I am homesick.
Love,
Elizabeth
I think I’m drunk off chai. I’ve been at this coffee shop for hours. Pahaha!
Sit up straight.
Currently sitting at this cute, little coffee shop down the street from my house. I’m already on my second chai latte. I wish TSA was sitting across from me drinking an Americano & talking about the blues. It’s too cold outside. Every house on my street is covered in holiday lights. I really hope that it snows tomorrow. This boy I always smile & chat with at the Coop asked me...
I have to stop freaking out about hanging out with a certain boy tonight. Also, I am starving. & I haven’t done anything at the Ballet Theatre all day but sneak away for smoke breaks, play on the internet & drink ungodly amounts of Co-op coffee. It’s too cold to think. Even when I’m inside I cannot stop shivering. Maybe soon I will invest in better winter wear. For now,...
Life has been rather insane. The Ballet is over. So many adorable photographs to come. For now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to a lot of Ryan Adams & editing photos.
