april 10
10:09a.m.
dear s
it's raining outside and my right cerebral hemisphere is, metaphorically, pulsating and itching to create something artistic.
i'm not really sure what it is about rain, but it just seems to fuel my brain and encourages me to do all things that fulfill my thirst for lovely aesthetic. i think i'm far more productive on rainy days, because when it's sunny out (i love the sun for an entirely different set of reasons), i have the itching feeling to go outside and frolic in a meadow filled with flowers whilst dressed in a white lace dress and a flower crown decorating my long wavy hair.
...you know you feel it too...
// side note//
in my opinion, the picture above is a lovely combination of dark and angsty and wilderness-child.
[: flowers :]
i absolutely love flowers, they're so imperfectly perfect and beautiful and are one of my {many} favourite things. speaking of flowers, i cannot wait to build and decorate a beautiful backdrop for prom with you and take pictures that are aesthetically pleasing and lovely and very much us.
ahhh...
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looking outside right now made me think of the times where we would sit outside on my deck in my gazebo when it rained (also with 3 umbrellas and our raincoats because the gazebo was anything but reliable).
sigh, i miss that. sitting in there with the rain pouring down and pattering on the roof and chatting about life, though, there wasn't much to worry about since it was summertime. i'm sad that we are both working this summer and won't be able to see each other as often...let's please start our journal in july.
:)
i could definitely say more but i'm just going to stop here. i'll chat with you later sister friend.
to the readers, ask s and i something you'd like to know about us, or anything in general really.
much love to you all,
{; L ;}

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drunken shakespeare
Literatura faktuopen letters from one senioritis afflicted teen to another.