espera1609:Night falls fast. Today is in the past. . Edna St.
bareblu: from a sonnet by Edna St. Vincent Millay
anael-barbiel: hellocoraco: “I know I am but summer to
mikaelsplayground: “Where you used to be, there is a hole
aseaofquotes: Katja Millay, The Sea of Tranquility
aseaofquotes: Katja Millay, The Sea of Tranquility
dearestvita: Violet Trefusis to Vita Sackville-West, c. 1910
linkinmoon:Edna St. Vincent Millay, in Letters (1952)
oldfilmsflicker:“Sonnet XLIII” by Edna St. Vincent Millay
quickienewyork: ©2011 The Dirty Gentleman (#419) When Miss
whitneymuseum: A Valentines Day sentiment that transcends the
watchoutforintellect: “To what purpose, April, do you return
bleed-well-poison-girl: “Tomorrow, it may be, I might do things
violentwavesofemotion: “I think I am about / to end my thinking
mothprincess:Edna St. Vincent Millay, from “Afternoon on a
pinpricks: What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why
forestgraves:lovelybluepony:pinpricks: Edna St. Vincent Millay
relicsofregret2: I will be the gladdest thing under the sun!
cheatc0des: sodomymcscurvylegs: benjaminbarnes: Thandie Newton
violentwavesofemotion: “I, in disgust with the living,” —
walzerjahrhundert: Arnold Genthe, Edna St. Vincent Millay, 1914
quickienewyork: ©2011 The Dirty Gentleman (#415) Dear friends,
babygirl629: I know at that moment what he’s given me and
violentwavesofemotion: “My own, my own, / My own to touch,
mikaelsplayground:“Where you used to be, there is a hole in
megairea:“He moved his eyes and looked at me; I felt his gaze,
mirroir: “Searching my heart for its true sorrow,” — Edna
violentwavesofemotion: “I am at peace, I die for my own sake.”
thequotejournals: “Just because I don’t talk about it, doesn’t
weltenwellen:Edna St. Vincent Millay, Collected Poems
wjacks: Child child love while you can the heart and soul and
sassysexymilf: “They say when you are missing someone that
loveage-moondream: “But if I suffer, it is my own affair.”
sassysexymilf:“They say when you are missing someone that they
nevver: Witch-wife, Edna St.Vincent Millay
mikaelsplayground: “Where you used to be, there is a hole