I plan to use this to waste a lot of time and to post things that are too nerdy to post anywhere else. I like art and books and songs and sunshine and sweaters and pretty words and people with good hearts. Tell me about your life. Ask me about mine. Love always, Jill.

 

amustsayb:

“I don’t suppose I really know you very well - but I know you smell like the delicious damp grass that grows near old walls and that your hands are beautiful opening out of your sleeves and that the back of your head is a mossy sheltered cave when there is trouble in the wind and that my cheek just fits the depression in your shoulder.”
—Zelda Fitzgerald, in a letter to F. Scott Fitzgerald

amustsayb:

I don’t suppose I really know you very well - but I know you smell like the delicious damp grass that grows near old walls and that your hands are beautiful opening out of your sleeves and that the back of your head is a mossy sheltered cave when there is trouble in the wind and that my cheek just fits the depression in your shoulder.

—Zelda Fitzgerald, in a letter to F. Scott Fitzgerald