do you know what it feels like down here in this pit?


"And, added she, musingly, ―the thing 
that irks me most is this shattered prison, after all. I’m tired, tired of being enclosed 
here. I’m wearying to escape into that glorious world, and to be always there; not 
seeing it dimly through tears, and yearning for it through the walls of an aching heart; 
but really with it, and in it."- Wuthering Heights


having stayed up all day,
needless to say, a bad day.