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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><description>there flowed in her veins some of the B L O O D of the BOHEMIAN and the adventuress who runs b a r e f o o t. It will be remembered that she was more of a LARK than a DOVE. There was a foundation of WILDNESS and BRAVERY in her.written by: albert</description><title>there was dew in her eyes.</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @euphrrasie-blog)</generator><link>http://thelark.co.vu/</link><item><title>                           comes back from the war 10,000 years later. sup.</title><description>&lt;figure data-orig-width="90" data-orig-height="90"&gt;&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/91b743d187fb65f96bab2ddaab652241/tumblr_inline_o40ak5plb21t33c98_540.png" alt="image" data-orig-width="90" data-orig-height="90"/&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;sub&gt;&lt;small&gt;                           comes back from the war 10,000 years later.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;i&gt;sup.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://thelark.co.vu/post/141005113231</link><guid>http://thelark.co.vu/post/141005113231</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2016 21:54:05 -0400</pubDate><category>i. not lark nor dove.</category><category>what r u wearing ; )</category></item><item><title>.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://thelark.co.vu/post/134436509791</link><guid>http://thelark.co.vu/post/134436509791</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Dec 2015 21:42:24 -0500</pubDate><category>fine</category><category>i will never try to befriend any single one of u</category><category>ever again</category><category>y'all suck</category><category>get a cold</category><category>h8 u</category><category>h8rs</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/b12905de1e04b6f37896d28e43066643/tumblr_nuyeixpvFu1upxmnko1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://thelark.co.vu/post/134362114681</link><guid>http://thelark.co.vu/post/134362114681</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Dec 2015 19:01:43 -0500</pubDate><category>i. portraits</category><category>ii. the lark</category><category>iii. starlight flooded his soul</category><category>iv. otp : the power of a glance ( cosette x marius )</category><category>i'm</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/7fb2517c6a6e1245bda78e66a87817a2/tumblr_nyjzsq7ewo1udu6yqo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://thelark.co.vu/post/134216437036</link><guid>http://thelark.co.vu/post/134216437036</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Nov 2015 15:33:38 -0500</pubDate><category>i. portraits</category><category>iii. of april and dawn ( aesthetic )</category></item><item><title>i would like to apologize to everyone who hates cosette</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://softgrantaire.tumblr.com/post/126942914298"&gt;softgrantaire&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;how does it feel to hate happiness&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://thelark.co.vu/post/134168284036</link><guid>http://thelark.co.vu/post/134168284036</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Nov 2015 22:31:32 -0500</pubDate><category>i. not lark nor dove</category><category>same</category><category>an essay by me</category><category>it's my life</category></item><item><title>scettcio:starter call. not as brave as you were at the start.


                                    ...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://scettcio.tumblr.com/post/133541753377"&gt;scettcio&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://scettcio.tumblr.com/post/133489109257/we-are-almost-back-in-business-like-for-a" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;starter call&lt;/a&gt;. not as brave as you were at the start.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;sub&gt;&lt;sup&gt;                                       &lt;b&gt;CHAOS TAINTED LIPS&lt;/b&gt; curve slightly at the fervor incised in ethereal &lt;b&gt;presence&lt;/b&gt;. brume spill from &lt;b&gt;HOLLOW&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;CARCASS&lt;/b&gt; ;  ethanol, &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt;, sizzling in blood:  ❛  who are you, &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt;? ❜   the question is &lt;b&gt;genuine&lt;/b&gt;. interest stirred in &lt;b&gt;cynical&lt;/b&gt; bones.    ❛ don’t come here &lt;i&gt;often&lt;/i&gt;, do you? ❜&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;sub&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://tmblr.co/mN4VBClsTcYIUBqHlT6RE6Q"&gt;@euphrrasie&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="media-holder media-holder-draggable media-holder-figure" contenteditable="false" draggable="true"&gt;&lt;figure data-orig-width="90" data-orig-height="90"&gt;&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/98c6c15f0ca6349da1f84ba7287c5582/tumblr_inline_nyjhhzTQGt1t33c98_540.png" alt="image" data-orig-width="90" data-orig-height="90"/&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;div class="media-button icon_close media-killer"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;

          &lt;small&gt;&lt;sub&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE MUSAIN CAFÉ ; &lt;/b&gt;the name rings a &lt;i&gt;bell. &lt;/i&gt;she thinks it was&lt;i&gt; &lt;b&gt;MUSICHETTA&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;who mentioned it once. it’s on the way to her morning lecture. it’s cozy and small, and&lt;b&gt; THE’RE ARE  NO SEATS AVAILABLE &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;sub&gt; ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶  &lt;/sub&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;sub&gt;EXCEPT FOR THAT &lt;i&gt;ONE &lt;/i&gt;STOOL AT THE END OF THE BAR BY THE WINDOW.&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;next to an &lt;b&gt;exhausted&lt;/b&gt; looking &lt;i&gt;young man &lt;/i&gt;who doesn’t &lt;i&gt;appear&lt;/i&gt; to be &lt;b&gt;much&lt;/b&gt; older than her. she &lt;i&gt;SMILES &lt;/i&gt;at him, out of &lt;i&gt;politeness&lt;/i&gt;  ̶ ̶ ̶  illuminated by the morning light. she’s half done with her &lt;b&gt;coffee&lt;/b&gt; when he &lt;i&gt;speaks   ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶   &lt;/i&gt;and she realizes that he’s not &lt;i&gt;exhausted&lt;/i&gt;. he’s &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.tumblr.com/edit/-" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;drunk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;at &lt;b&gt;7:30&lt;/b&gt;  in the &lt;i&gt;morning  ❛  &lt;/i&gt;i’m &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;cosette&lt;/b&gt;   ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶  are you &lt;b&gt;okay &lt;/b&gt;? &lt;/i&gt;can i buy you a coffee ?&lt;i&gt; ❜ &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/small&gt;

&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://thelark.co.vu/post/134145999931</link><guid>http://thelark.co.vu/post/134145999931</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Nov 2015 15:56:40 -0500</pubDate><category>i. writings</category><category>ii. mini</category><category>v. modern</category><category>scettcio</category><category>i'm so sorry this is 40 years late</category><category>and i am also sorry that it is trash</category><category>i just figured r hadn't even slept</category><category>and if you don't like it i can totally change it ?</category></item><item><title>fantiine:                                                 ...</title><description>&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/08dad5f17e0f3ef9c1827513e4140426/tumblr_nyjk2tiqvU1u72a1jo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/2f4975b7ff232ea8efb36db0f28947ae/tumblr_nyjk2tiqvU1u72a1jo2_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://fantiine.tumblr.com/post/134143363887"&gt;fantiine&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;                                                  whoever touches her feels &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://fantiine.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;cold&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.

&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://thelark.co.vu/post/134144652936</link><guid>http://thelark.co.vu/post/134144652936</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Nov 2015 15:33:23 -0500</pubDate><category>i. promo</category><category>heart eyes tbh</category><category>maMAAAAAA</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/b983fa7f7a98437d8c1c9100ac2ffdb4/tumblr_nvxie9cLxF1upxmnko2_r1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://thelark.co.vu/post/134097347711</link><guid>http://thelark.co.vu/post/134097347711</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Nov 2015 22:00:59 -0500</pubDate><category>i. portraits</category><category>ii. the lark</category><category>iii. starlight flooded his soul</category><category>iv. otp : the power of a glance ( cosette x marius )</category><category>les mis + parks &amp; rec is everything</category></item><item><title>I highly recommend you follow the person I reblogged this from.</title><link>http://thelark.co.vu/post/134091318756</link><guid>http://thelark.co.vu/post/134091318756</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Nov 2015 20:04:17 -0500</pubDate><category>i. not lark nor dove</category><category>i. promo</category><category>i. dash meme</category><category>if you're following me then you're probably already following jill</category><category>but if you are not</category><category>then look at your life</category><category>look at your choices</category><category>what a wonderful blog</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/f88cbe3a957b8c1eac7c9f75898dfbb6/tumblr_ns9wfkT4YQ1r4ep8so1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/4b24aa10a5d1e1ee24626ac1f0c285be/tumblr_ns9wfkT4YQ1r4ep8so2_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://thelark.co.vu/post/134082428191</link><guid>http://thelark.co.vu/post/134082428191</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Nov 2015 17:18:59 -0500</pubDate><category>i. portraits</category><category>ii. the lark</category><category>iii. papa</category><category>this makes me so freaking sad -- because i'm inclined to believe that she did</category><category>and fuckkkkkk my life</category><category>i will reblog this every time i see it</category><category>because it will always make me cry</category></item><item><title>X. FLIGHTLESS. i’m all for the diversity trend in les amis &amp;mdash; but in what world would marius...</title><description>&lt;figure data-orig-width="90" data-orig-height="90"&gt;&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/48c586314a4961afc79cc69ea669d144/tumblr_inline_nyhsoc0mOf1t33c98_540.png" data-orig-width="90" data-orig-height="90"/&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;X. FLIGHTLESS. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;sub&gt;i’m all for the diversity trend in les amis &amp;mdash; but in what world would marius and cosette be &lt;i&gt;aromantic&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://thelark.co.vu/post/134079436281</link><guid>http://thelark.co.vu/post/134079436281</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Nov 2015 16:25:57 -0500</pubDate><category>i. not lark nor dove</category><category>this is the life i'm leading</category><category>reading fanfiction and eating chocolate</category><category>but ppl why ???</category><category>there is a thing called going too far</category></item><item><title>pxntmercy:





@euphrrasie | starter call

                   ❝ — I often worry for you, ❞ he...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://pxntmercy.tumblr.com/post/133955845943"&gt;pxntmercy&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;a href="http://tmblr.co/mN4VBClsTcYIUBqHlT6RE6Q"&gt;@euphrrasie&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://pxntmercy.tumblr.com/post/133219585663" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;starter call&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;                   ❝ — I often worry for you, ❞ he admits, sheepishly. such is a boy in love, a man brought to his knees. this is the fifth time he was come to her garden with her knowledge, but the first time bearing gifts ( or second? ). it is not much; he has no fortune with which to spoil her with, so he makes do. it is a small bouquet; a matter of a few dozen wildflowers. numerous, but small nonetheless. he presses it beside her lap, on their bench. ❝ i worry that one day i - might lose you. ❞ &lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;figure data-orig-height="103" data-orig-width="103" data-orig-src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/4063fdcdaeb2236bcf1058502d0f04b7/tumblr_inline_nye7drXveA1tgwluh_540.png"&gt;&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/2bc0a9ae8ab014a020110ef062852280/tumblr_inline_pk4uzrDaaZ1t33c98_540.png" class="" data-orig-height="103" data-orig-width="103" data-orig-src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/4063fdcdaeb2236bcf1058502d0f04b7/tumblr_inline_nye7drXveA1tgwluh_540.png"/&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;                           &lt;small&gt;&lt;sub&gt;her gift for him is a sweet thing.&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;a sight to behold,&lt;i&gt; she smiles&lt;/i&gt;. is it &lt;b&gt;possible&lt;/b&gt; to feel like this&lt;i&gt; ? oh youth&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;oh love&lt;/i&gt;. have &lt;i&gt;wildflowers&lt;/i&gt; ever been more &lt;i&gt;exquisitely&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;beautiful&lt;/b&gt; ? has a &lt;a href="http://-/"&gt;bouquet&lt;/a&gt; of them ever had more value than&lt;b&gt; diamonds &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;themselves ?&lt;/i&gt; she &lt;b&gt;adores&lt;/b&gt; them, for it is &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;marius&lt;/b&gt; that has given them to her. gentle hand finds it’s rightful place upon the lover’s own, ❛ you mustn’t think of that, monsieur &amp;mdash; ❜  deep blues gaze at him like one might look at the stars.  ❛ &lt;b&gt;ours&lt;/b&gt; is a &lt;i&gt;chain&lt;/i&gt; we’ll never break. ❜ &lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="media-holder media-holder-draggable media-holder-figure" contenteditable="false" draggable="true"&gt;&lt;figure data-orig-width="90" data-orig-height="90"&gt;&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/5e623931848fff4de1e5de0036783128/tumblr_inline_nyeicrgnHa1t33c98_540.png" alt="image" data-orig-width="90" data-orig-height="90"/&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;div class="media-button icon_close media-killer"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://thelark.co.vu/post/133969886081</link><guid>http://thelark.co.vu/post/133969886081</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2015 22:18:29 -0500</pubDate><category>i. writings</category><category>ii. mini</category><category>v. canon</category><category>pxntmercy</category><category>w HAT IS THIs</category><category>i blame you</category><category>listening to a heart full of love like ^.^</category></item><item><title>tag 10 people you want to get to know better ! tagged by: @pxntmercy name: albertbirthday: november...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;tag 10 people you want to get to know better !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;sub&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;tagged by: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a class="tumblelog" href="http://tmblr.co/mES8hnYTUd5XBgLJs8Z-IYw"&gt;@pxntmercy&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;figure data-orig-height="90" data-orig-width="90"&gt;&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/0b06b12ed16c03fbc90e41a250a0d5dc/tumblr_inline_nyecppP7wf1t33c98_540.png" data-orig-height="90" data-orig-width="90"/&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;sub&gt;&lt;b&gt;name:&lt;/b&gt; albert&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;birthday: &lt;/b&gt;november 10&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;relationship status: &lt;/b&gt;single af&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;zodiac sign:&lt;/b&gt; scorpio&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;siblings:&lt;/b&gt; older sister, younger brother.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;pets:&lt;/b&gt; a schnauzer named coco &lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;time: &lt;/b&gt;5:38 pm mst&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;type of phone:&lt;/b&gt; iphone 5s&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;love or lust:&lt;/b&gt; love&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;lemonade or iced tea:&lt;/b&gt; arnold palmer 

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&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;cats or dogs:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; DOGS&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;coke or pepsi:&lt;/b&gt; water&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;day or night:&lt;/b&gt; both? dem twilight hours&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;meet a celebrity: &lt;/b&gt;emma watson&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;chapstick or lipstick:&lt;/b&gt; chapstick&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;city or country:&lt;/b&gt; country&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;last song you listened to:&lt;/b&gt; gareth gates’ empty chairs at empty tables ( for science )&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;sub&gt;&lt;b&gt;tagging: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a class="tumblelog" href="http://tmblr.co/mkZV1C8seEZJa3yXfDO2pFw"&gt;@scettcio&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a class="tumblelog" href="http://tmblr.co/mvOHnnt9GZqgdLKlVkwSr5w"&gt;@bonhcmme&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a class="tumblelog" href="http://tmblr.co/m_H5KRPNkybfxvON3_OGYDQ"&gt;@brookesmxrt&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a class="tumblelog" href="http://tmblr.co/mvobCAx2BTSGvHrRYZ0fMlw"&gt;@fatedtoendure&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a class="tumblelog" href="http://tmblr.co/mcy6tBXRfbeVOoZVAEexUAQ"&gt;@hyliana&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a class="tumblelog" href="http://tmblr.co/mdX3pi_5Fj8nsI1z7Dvvyvg"&gt;@strcctrat&lt;/a&gt; + everyone and anyone who wants to do this ? i’m v lonely on this blog&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://thelark.co.vu/post/133961909266</link><guid>http://thelark.co.vu/post/133961909266</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2015 19:44:54 -0500</pubDate><category>i. not lark nor dove</category><category>i. dash meme</category></item><item><title>&amp;amp;. FLIGHTLESS. i want to apologize to the world for being completely AWFUL at this blog. making...</title><description>&lt;figure data-orig-width="90" data-orig-height="90"&gt;&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/c80a8f1154aaf889fead322db0afa4c0/tumblr_inline_nye5ufQRxm1t33c98_540.png" data-orig-width="90" data-orig-height="90"/&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;sub&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp;. FLIGHTLESS. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;small&gt;i want to apologize to the world for being completely &lt;/small&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;AWFUL&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;small&gt; at this blog. making my daughter cosette the &lt;/small&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;small&gt;week&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;small&gt; before &lt;/small&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;finals&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;small&gt; in my &lt;/small&gt;&lt;i&gt;first year &lt;/i&gt;&lt;small&gt;of college was &lt;/small&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;positively&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;small&gt; the&lt;/small&gt;&lt;i&gt; worst &lt;/i&gt;&lt;small&gt;idea i’ve ever had &amp;ndash; but only because i can’t be super active &amp;ndash; or active at all.  &lt;/small&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;ON THE BRIGHT SIDE.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/small&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;small&gt;winter break is &lt;/small&gt;&lt;i&gt;just a whisper away waiting for me ! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;small&gt;and i have the rest of today all to myself, and i’ve been thinking of this cupcake a lot. so come talk to me&lt;/small&gt;&lt;i&gt; !&lt;/i&gt;&lt;small&gt; ic or ooc &lt;/small&gt;&lt;i&gt;!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;small&gt; let’s be friends &lt;/small&gt;&lt;i&gt;!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://thelark.co.vu/post/133954294571</link><guid>http://thelark.co.vu/post/133954294571</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2015 17:23:12 -0500</pubDate><category>i. not lark nor dove</category><category>tbd *</category></item><item><title>euphrasiex:aesthetic + cosette fauchelevent</title><description>&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/3d3520c4bc0fafa5ecb9050588101d8d/tumblr_nufh6gdDAC1tdkoggo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/7bb23138ba6d344b3e0bd7111288ec14/tumblr_nufh6gdDAC1tdkoggo2_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://euphrasiex.tumblr.com/post/128729173414"&gt;euphrasiex&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;aesthetic + cosette fauchelevent&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://thelark.co.vu/post/133953498211</link><guid>http://thelark.co.vu/post/133953498211</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2015 17:09:33 -0500</pubDate><category>i. portraits</category><category>ii. the lark</category><category>iii. of april and dawn ( aesthetic )</category><category>i cannot belive i have the whole afteernoon to myself after like 3 weeks of group projects</category><category>i'm so happy</category><category>and tired</category><category>but mostly super happy !</category></item><item><title>Marius: I am lost!</title><description>Marius: I am lost!&lt;br /&gt;
Cosette: And I am found! &lt;br /&gt;
Valjean: Hi found, I'm dad.</description><link>http://thelark.co.vu/post/133820145456</link><guid>http://thelark.co.vu/post/133820145456</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2015 17:03:04 -0500</pubDate><category>i. not lark nor dove.</category><category>ii. the lark</category><category>iii. papa</category><category>iii. starlight flooded his soul</category><category>i'm ---</category><category>papa why</category><category>x. save</category></item><item><title>talk about cosette’s pov during the few months marius and her only made eye contact :IIIIII</title><description>&lt;figure data-orig-width="90" data-orig-height="90"&gt;&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/c09255ca82c098e19a76f66d8c58bbc1/tumblr_inline_ny8wrxaUX71t33c98_540.png" alt="image" data-orig-width="90" data-orig-height="90"/&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;            she’s a fourteen year old girl. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;small&gt;her papa has decided to give her a choice. a chance to&lt;/small&gt;&lt;b&gt; live her life &lt;/b&gt;&lt;small&gt;before she&lt;/small&gt;&lt;i&gt; renounces&lt;/i&gt;&lt;small&gt; to it  and so she trades her safe little haven for the &lt;/small&gt;unknown world&lt;small&gt; &lt;b&gt;beyond&lt;/b&gt; the convent walls. she is a curious girl and she has never seen such a thing as &lt;/small&gt;&lt;i&gt;paris.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;small&gt; which is a complete &lt;/small&gt;&lt;b&gt;CONTRAST&lt;/b&gt;&lt;small&gt; to the convent, where she knew every face, and everything was rutinary, and peaceful. &lt;/small&gt;&lt;i&gt;she has her dear papa for when she misses that. 

&lt;/i&gt;&lt;small&gt;where the people look like an &lt;b&gt;OCEAN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; ( or what she thinks the ocean must look like ) &lt;/i&gt;everyone has stories, everyone is &lt;/small&gt;&lt;small&gt;interesting, and colorful. it is a &lt;b&gt;CULTURE SHOCK&lt;/b&gt;.  that, amongst other factors &lt;i&gt;( homely ) &lt;/i&gt;make her want to stay at home, tending to her garden. soon enough, she loses the grace of ignoring that she is, in fact a&lt;i&gt; BEAUTIFUL&lt;/i&gt; girl – and she learns &lt;b&gt;fashion&lt;/b&gt;. she trades the garden in the back of the house for the one in the front, and she promenades along the fence. and once &lt;b&gt;happy &lt;/b&gt;staying at home, she now asks to &lt;/small&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;go out&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;sometimes&lt;/i&gt; when she’s walking with her &lt;i&gt;father&lt;/i&gt;,  she finds herself looking at the people, and she &lt;/small&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;wonders&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;small&gt;, and so the months go by, and she names them, and she makes up little stories., they walk, and they shop and she &lt;/small&gt;&lt;i&gt;imagines.. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;small&gt;until&lt;/small&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;small&gt;one day, a &lt;b&gt;handsome&lt;/b&gt; young man that she’s seen in the &lt;i&gt;luxembourg gardens &lt;/i&gt;before&lt;/small&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;notices&lt;/i&gt;&lt;small&gt; her back. their eyes meet and  &lt;/small&gt;&lt;b&gt;such is the power of a glance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;small&gt;. at the convent, there were only three men allowed. the bishop, ultime and her papa. and &lt;i&gt;sure, &lt;/i&gt;she’s seen other young men passing her by on the street. but this one &lt;b&gt;noticed&lt;/b&gt; her, and it &lt;/small&gt;&lt;i&gt;stirs &lt;/i&gt;&lt;small&gt;something in her, as if something was waking up. 

&lt;/small&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;yet she is annoyed. &lt;/small&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;small&gt;for he had been &lt;i&gt;icy&lt;/i&gt; before, and his attention now does NOT agree with her – and so she starts using her newfound &lt;b&gt;BEAUTY &lt;/b&gt;as a weapon. she starts &lt;i&gt;FLIRTING&lt;/i&gt; with him. and she starts &lt;/small&gt;&lt;i&gt;feeling. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;small&gt;she is &lt;/small&gt;&lt;b&gt;unsure&lt;/b&gt;&lt;small&gt; of what it is.  for she doesn’t know what &lt;b&gt;LOVE&lt;/b&gt; is. nonetheless  &lt;/small&gt;&lt;b&gt;she thinks of him. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;small&gt;at home, or while walking. she’s thought of him for a while now, he has beautiful eyes and he holds himself badly, and he has a charming tone of voice — she supposes he’s noble, and not stupid at all — and she’s the one feels &lt;/small&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;foolish&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;small&gt;for they have never spoken. she does not even know his name, yet the mere thought of him brings a smile to her face. she &lt;/small&gt;&lt;i&gt;wakes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;small&gt; with &lt;/small&gt;&lt;i&gt;HOPE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;small&gt; of seeing him again. &lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://thelark.co.vu/post/133770004386</link><guid>http://thelark.co.vu/post/133770004386</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2015 22:18:35 -0500</pubDate><category>i. answered ask</category><category>i. development</category><category>ii. the lark</category><category>iii. starlight flooded his soul</category><category>pxntmercy</category><category>i'm rusty on my les mis i should do a reread</category><category>and i got carried away w this</category><category>and it probably could've been better</category><category>and went nowhere</category><category>but fridsjaods</category><category>breaking into a new muse is so hard</category></item><item><title>*is a dedicated member of the cosette defence squad*</title><link>http://thelark.co.vu/post/133761940911</link><guid>http://thelark.co.vu/post/133761940911</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2015 20:02:12 -0500</pubDate><category>i. not lark nor dove</category><category>it me !!</category></item><item><title>Mun &amp; Muse Comparison </title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://euphrrasie.tumblr.com"&gt;euphrrasie&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;✚ M U N&lt;/b&gt;  | &lt;b&gt; I N F O R M A T I O N &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;✚&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;figure data-orig-width="90" data-orig-height="90"&gt;&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/22b4456015b1977b0699c66e1bfa477a/tumblr_inline_ny8tayWVhq1t33c98_540.png" alt="image" data-orig-width="90" data-orig-height="90"/&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;name: &lt;/b&gt;albert&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;nicknames: &lt;/b&gt;al&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;wishlist nickname:&lt;/b&gt; sunshine princess  (◕‿◕✿) &lt;/small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;height: &lt;/b&gt;5'8′’&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;eye color: &lt;/b&gt;chocolate brown&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;hair color:&lt;/b&gt; ash brown&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;ethnicity: &lt;/b&gt;mixed &lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;lives in: &lt;/b&gt;méxico&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;relationship status: &lt;/b&gt;single.. but ready to mingle &lt;i&gt;!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;character(s) most Identifies with: &lt;/b&gt;i have a &lt;i&gt;LOT ?&lt;/i&gt;! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;hobbies:&lt;/b&gt; reading, writing, drawing, swimming &lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;special talent(s):&lt;/b&gt; i’m bilingual, i can survive in german, and i’m taking french next semester&lt;i&gt; !&lt;/i&gt;. i can sort of draw ? i’m a good cook.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;warning/disclaimer: &lt;/b&gt;i’m 50% sunshine and 50% satan from hell.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;struggling with: &lt;/b&gt;getting through my first year o college&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;✚ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;M U S E&lt;/b&gt;  |  &lt;b&gt;I N F O R M A T I O N &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;✚ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;figure data-orig-width="90" data-orig-height="90"&gt;&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/934e9622ccee5619e24085a75c48ea4a/tumblr_inline_ny8t9aIA7h1t33c98_540.png" alt="image" data-orig-width="90" data-orig-height="90"/&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;name: &lt;/b&gt;euphrasie tholomyes&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;nicknames: &lt;/b&gt;cosette fauchelevent, cosette, the lark&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;wishlist nickname:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;princess&lt;/small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;height: &lt;/b&gt;5'2′’&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;eye color: &lt;/b&gt;blue&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;hair color:&lt;/b&gt; blonde &lt;i&gt;( &lt;/i&gt;chestnut brown in book canon &lt;i&gt;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;ethnicity: &lt;/b&gt;white&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;lives in: &lt;/b&gt;paris, france&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;relationship status: &lt;/b&gt;married &lt;i&gt;( verse dependent )&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;special talent(s):&lt;/b&gt; fashion, singing, music, hoping, loving.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;warning/disclaimer: &lt;/b&gt;looks like a cinnamon roll and is actually a cinnamon roll.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;struggling with: &lt;/b&gt;her past, the truth, the loss of her father, her husband’s ptsd&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;in conclusion:&lt;/b&gt; Same | Close as heck | &lt;b&gt;ALMOST &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/small&gt;| &lt;small&gt;Ehh…? &lt;/small&gt;&lt;small&gt;| &lt;i&gt;Not Really&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/small&gt;|&lt;small&gt; Nope | In a Galaxy Far Far Away&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://thelark.co.vu/post/133761695801</link><guid>http://thelark.co.vu/post/133761695801</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2015 19:59:22 -0500</pubDate><category>i. meme</category><category>i. dash meme</category></item><item><title>nattui:Adorable Toddler Sings Les Mis By Heart</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="300"  id="youtube_iframe" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/jxBQ0hCDiBU?feature=oembed&amp;enablejsapi=1&amp;origin=http://safe.txmblr.com&amp;wmode=opaque" frameborder="0" allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://nattui.tumblr.com/post/128102443455"&gt;nattui&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Adorable Toddler Sings Les Mis By Heart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://thelark.co.vu/post/133756166241</link><guid>http://thelark.co.vu/post/133756166241</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2015 18:23:29 -0500</pubDate><category>i. do you hear the people sing ?</category><category>iii. revolutionary in red</category><category>iii. les amis</category><category>i'm sc REAMING</category><category>this is too adorable i'm smiling like an idiot</category><category>x. save</category></item></channel></rss>
