When I was trying to quit smoking
and we drank white wine from Mason jars,
you called my freckles cocoa powder
and I called your green eyes
I am learning how to be a grown-up
who pays bills, cooks her own meals,
and doesn’t cry at words like
I think I just want to be friends.
The truth is this:
Love is an organic thing.
It rots and softens.
i wish my life was an arizona sunset
remember my rainbow shelf which has 11k+ notes on tumblr? Well i made a VIDEO where i ORGANIZE IT AND IT’S CAME OUT SO PRETTY. Click here to go watch!
this gave me goosebumps
Happiness is something you live… a collective combination of big, small, concrete, abstract things in life that are defined uniquely for every person’s path.
As much as someone can tell you things, you have to go out there and make your own mistakes in order to learn.
"I got it for her birthday. I live 1.5 hours away, so I had to bring it on the bus and the subway. It was a little embarrassing."
(Mexico City, Mexico)