Waterloo Sunset in Boston
ask my anything
But she used to have a carefree mind of her
own, with devilish look in her eye.
Saying "You can call me anything you like, but
my name is Veronica"
“I’ll read my books and I’ll drink coffee and I’ll listen to music, and I’ll bolt the door."
history major. art history minor. coffee drinker. 18. library lover. i'm in a complicated relationship with ernest hemingway.
boston is a state of mind.
as long as they gaze on waterloo sunset
they are in paradise.
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Will you come with me to the mountains? It will hurt at first, until your feet are hardened. Reality is harsh to the feet of shadows. But will you come?
― C.S. Lewis,
The Great Divorce
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