It holds you tight, between these lines, it holds you tight

wishing

this is my life, always

i love cupcakes

this is my dream

and in the daylight we can hitchhike to maine
i hope that someday i’ll see without these frames
and in the daylight i don’t pick up my phone
cause in the daylight anywhere feels like home

on another note, I've been enjoying the rainy weather

i want to be a florist

I know I dreamed you a sin and a lie
I have my freedom but I don't have much time
Faith has been broken, tears must be cried
Let's do some living after we die

perfect song for the end of the day

perfection or what?

someday i will learn to grow flowers

i think i'm gonna make this blog into just pictures that i find that i like. maybe a few words here and there, cause i know no one wants to hear my blabbering

I like starting the day off with a good deed. I hope it makes for the entire day to be blissful.

i am SO TIRED of being stressed out all the time over every little thing. i'm drained from living. this routine i'm stuck in has got to change. i can't figure out how to do it, but it must be done. i'm frustrated that i am separated by a thousand miles from the only person in the world i want to be with