Becky, 22, Chelmsford, Essex, UK
College graduate in Business. Published Poet. wannabe Historian (currently working on a novel set in the 14th Century), Clerical Assistant

“I like people too much or not at all. I’ve got to go down deep, to fall into people, to really know them.”

"“I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in life. And I am horribly limited.”

my boyfriend, late nights & early mornings, cigarette smoke, english pubs, jack daniels, flat shoes, thick tights, winter, festivals, fashion, music, reading, the battle of hastings, harold godwineson, the tudor era and the victorian ere, game of thrones, jon snow, max irons, king edward III, vintage clothes

light up dat blunt scoob 
“Please Lord God; I implore you to give me a sign, anything to prove that I am mistaken!”
Opening her eyes as silence stretched out before her, she looked to the familiar patterned windows and softened her scowl at the scatter of cloud and blue sky. No thunder rolled and no lightening flashed on this occasion and the sun, in all its glory, continued to beat down upon the village as though deaf to Aelwyn’s prayer.
━ me

Albrecht Dürer, St George on horseback, 1505

Happy St George’s Day!

1. conventional requirements as to social behaviour; proprieties of conduct as established in any class or community or for any occasion.
2. a prescribed or accepted code of usage in matters of ceremony, as at a court or in official or other formal observances.
3. the code of ethical behaviour regarding professional practice or action among the members of a profession in their dealings with each other.
Etymology: from French, from Old French estiquette “label, ticket, memorandum”, from estiquier “to attach, stick”.
[Justin Gerard]

"In an old house in Paris that was covered in vines,lived twelve little girls in two straight lines …”



Flicking through a little book of sex tips,

Remember when the boys were all electric?

(via pizzahaute)