Want want want

WANT WANT WANT

♥Jill

(Nasty Gal)

Chelsea Walls

"I want to be a lost poem in a stranger's coat pocket, that conveys the importance of you.

To assure you of my desire, to assure you of dreams. I want all the possibilities of you in writing.

I want to give you your reflection, I want your eyes on me, I want to travel to the lightness with you and stay there, and I want everything before you...

...everything before you to follow us like a trail behind me.

I want never to say goodbye to you, even on the street corner or the phone.

I want, I want so much... I'm breathless.

I want to put my power into a poem to burn a hole in your pocket so I can sew it.

I want my words to scream through you. I want the poem not to mean that much.

And I want to contradict myself by accident, and for you to know what I mean.

I want you to be distant and for me to feel you close, I want endless days when it's day and... nighttime never to end when it's night.

I want all the seasons in one day. I want the sun to set before us and come up in front of us.

I want water up to our waists and to be drenched by the rain, up to our ankles with holes in our shoes.

...with holes in our shoes. I want to think your thoughts because they're mine.

I want only what's urgent with you.

I want to get in the way of the barriers and I want you to be a tough guy when you're supposed to,

like you do already.

...when you're supposed to. And I want you to be tender, like you do already.

And I want us to have met for a reason and I want that reason to be important.

And I want it to be bigger than us, I want it to take over us.

I want to forget. I want to remember us.

And when you say you love me I don't want to think you really mean New York City, and all the fun

we have in it.

And I want your smile always, and your grimaces too.

I want your scar on my lips, and I want your disappointments in my heart.

I want your strength in my soul and I want your soul in my eyes.

I want to believe everything you say, and I do.

And I want you to tell me what's best when I don't know.

And when you're lost I want to find you.

And when you're weary I want to give you steeples and cathedral thoughts and coliseum dreams.

I want to drag you from the darkness and kneel with you exhausted with the blinding light blaring on us... and..."

♥Jill

Through different lens

From a very good friend.

♥Jill

+/- six hours

I may be on the other side of the world
but that doesn't mean I've gone away.

Just subtract six hours, okay?


Jill, I MISS YOU!


mj

Almost a month

I miss you, MJ!

♥Jill

Like in novels

You give me the kind of feeling people write novels about.

♥Jill

(le love)

Weather is here

Wanderlust

Desire? Drown me in it anytime.

After all the hell weeks, the sleepless nights devoted to schoolwork, I went shopping and it was fantastic. It feels pretty awesome to know that final exams are cancelled and that schoolwork will be optional. It's my idea of school: all the people sans the tests.

I'm feeling like I'm going through a transition with my style recently. College is making it difficult to care about Fashion Weeks across the globe, and so I'm leaning towards the laid-back, grunge feel. I'm loving crop tops from Topshop and studded vests and blazers. I'm stocking up on statement rings, as I love it in Ateneo when my teachers notice me for them. What can I say? Great conversation starters--plus, you find out which of your professors are gay.

Sembreak is officially in 20 days. Which means, 20 days left to save money and diet. I'm excited to shop 'til I drop and wear all my new purchases but I'm not looking forward to idle time. Someone give me something to do!

♥Jill

(Bag, rings and bracelet from Dorothy Perkins, everything else from Topshop)