Eddie Looms Over Their Relationship So So Bad Dude. Entwined With It From The Very Beginning, He’s

A last dance before the feast.

June, 1936 Journals of Anais Nin 1934-1939 [volume 2]

You share a heart with him.

[june] by Linda Pastan

Marcel Proust, In Search of Lost Time (trans. C. K. Scott Moncrieff)

today I discovered Anne rice’s son’s tweets through twitter. im like this is exactly what I should have expected

“Sam gives you so much. There's so much to play off and I hope that I did the same for him. Our first day of shooting we did the opera house stuff, and I was so excited. It's the scene where he talks about loneliness, and I remember thinking even though I'd got to know him a little bit and we'd done a bit of rehearsal and we'd become friends by that point, I was like, 'Oh wow, this is going to be really special! I'm going to get to do this every day. I'm going to get to watch this character come to life and respond to it.' That's a gift. Sam Reid is a gift!” — Jacob Anderson

The stone floor of a church in Brittany, France comes alive with color as morning sun filters through stained glass. photo: Jim Richardson

Kim Addonizio, from Lucifer at the Starlite: Poems; “You with the crack running through you”