You don’t want the opinion of another writer. Brilliant.
My opinion is that I hate it.
You don’t want the opinion of another writer. Brilliant.
My opinion is that I hate it.
Chills erupting from under the skin. They shake me, shake me to the ground, to the core of me. My center trembles at the thought, the beautiful and terrible thought.
And oh to think in such a way. The way of an age—a time. This era of mine is the smile hiding beneath these lips, it’s the shout in the night. A howl. For I’ll howl ‘til I sear through that darkness, that fog, that beyond. And you’ll hear me. Perhaps you’ll wish not to, but you will. My name will be cursed by your tongue, and you’ll hear that too. And at that declaration my scream will lengthen; I will shriek. Such perpetuity will create unfathomable, unremitting melodies—and again my name you’ll swear.
But then you’ll still be shouting my name.
Won’t you.
Listen: Emeli Sande’s ’20s Version of “Crazy in Love” off ‘The Great Gatsby’ Soundstrack
Oh my god.
OH MY GOD.
“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
Heart It Races || Dr. Dog
Tiffany’s opened its doors on a Sunday for the first time since the 19th century so that filming could take place inside the store.
Breakfast at Tiffany’s (1961)
