scribble and scrape

the game is afoot.

life is fine. a joy in fact..my love is on her way home, and we will drink wine and dance and someday when i am old and dying i know these will be the days i reminisce on..which is sad and wonderful all at once..

so i will kiss her hard. and long. and dance like a total fool. and shed a tear when i kiss her goodnight. because why not? because my life is here..and i wouldn’t change a thing.


The Roses of Heliogabalus (1888), Sir Lawrence Alma-Tadema, 
The Roses of Heliogabalus (1888), Sir Lawrence Alma-Tadema, 

(Source: greuze, via infirmitas)

janna watson.
the future is there.

janna watson.

the future is there.