runaway

to successfully leave a place
you must not look back.

as the plane lifts off into
air and blue sky
do not look out the window

to watch what you've left behind
grow smaller.

trust me;

i have done this before.



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on a different note, i love this video so much. it's by a band called nico stai, and the song's called miss friday. there's something so intimate and personal about a boy in his living room playing guitar.

enjoy.

sweet things

... I found myself drifting back to the morning Leo told me that my face was his favorite in the world. He said it just like that, utterly matter-of-factly and unsentimentally over coffee. I was wearing no makeup, my hair pulled back in a ponytail, sun from his living room window streaming in my eyes. But I believed him. I could tell he meant it.

"Thank you," I said, blushing, thinking that his face was by far my favorite, too. I wondered if this, more than anything else, is a sign of true love.
Then he said, "I will never get tired of looking at you... Never."

love the one you're with, emily giffin.

books have ruined me for real life. no real man will ever compare.

happy holidays

i think i was an islander in a past life...
hawaii was amazing. i'm moving there as soon as i can.


hope you all have a lovely holiday. two weeks of nothing to do but write, read, and breathe free.

be love <3

vacation!

two days till hawaii...



be love <3

never stay long

you thought i wasn't looking
when you slipped the photograph
out of the frame into your pocket

but i knew



it is impossible to leave
a place without taking something
of it with you.


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yesterday was my birthday.
i don't know how i feel about that just yet.