georgiansuggestion:

workfornow:

georgiansuggestion:

lament that you are old and irrelevant in your mid-thirties

winning tag: #lord byron

‘Tis time this heart should be unmoved,
      Since others it hath ceased to move:
Yet though I cannot be beloved,
                                   Still let me love!

  My days are in the yellow leaf;
      The flowers and fruits of Love are gone;
The worm—the canker, and the grief
                                   Are mine alone!

Plus a supplemental, very scholarly rendition from The Toast.