Friday 6 March 2015

INTRO.

Hey you guys,

I'm Julia aka. Necessity Cactus, a 15 year-old aspiring everything. It's a tricky job summing yourself up in a few sentences. That's partly why I've decided that it's high time I started a blog. I felt like I needed a part of 'me' to be on the internet, and I figured, as do a lot of people these days, that blogging would be a superb way to do this.

Here I plan to share my thoughts and opinions, my interests, outfit ideas, occasionally some DIYs and of course my artistic 'accomplishments' (if I happen to be proud of any) and any reviewed products - things that I love and think you should love too! :)))

If you want to join in with the ride with me, as I push myself beyond my own boundaries, be sure to follow me. If you plan to hate on me, then please think twice about it...
and in the meantime read one of the best poems written on earth:

//NOTHING TWICE//

Nothing can ever happen twice.
In consequence, the sorry fact is
that we arrive here improvised
and leave without the chance to practice.

Even if there is no one dumber,
if you're the planet's biggest dunce,
you can't repeat the class in summer:
this course is only offered once.

No day copies yesterday,
no two nights will teach what bliss is
in precisely the same way,
with precisely the same kisses.

One day, perhaps some idle tongue
mentions your name by accident:
I feel as if a rose were flung
into the room, all hue and scent.

The next day, though you're here with me,
I can't help looking at the clock:
A rose? A rose? What could that be?
Is it a flower or a rock?

Why do we treat the fleeting day
with so much needless fear and sorrow?
It's in its nature not to stay:
Today is always gone tomorrow.

With smiles and kisses, we prefer
to seek accord beneath our star,
although we're different (we concur)
just as two drops of water are.


----Wislawa Szymborska
Translated by Clare Cavanagh and Stanislaw Baranczak

Till next time (it'll be a themed post don't you worry)
~Necessity Cactus xo


 

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