babies are born, guns are shot.
Balance is beautiful.
There is always something left to love and if you ain’t learned that, you ain’t learned nothing.
Some memories are better kept to ourselves. Putting them into words can spoil it because the memory is a feeling, not an event.
The only words you’ll regret more than the ones left unsaid are the ones you use to intentionally hurt someone.
Bob Segar = SUMMER.
Growing up and feeling it…
A very sad thing for me was feeling my imagination disappear. Not all of it, just the young parts. Slowly, I couldn’t pretend things into existance and I couldn’t leave on adventures.
Just Do It, #9:
Soak your gummy bears in vodka for 24 hours. Trust me, do it.
Life makes you. Fate shapes you. Love saves you.
Newest tattoo.
Life is always going to happen, whether you want it to or not. Just let it.
Nothing is permanent in this wicked world, not even our troubles.
We all say words we regret, we all cry tears, we all bleed red.
It’s comforting for me to line up all my worries and troubles and then realize that the world will never stop turning because of them.
Simple, little summer pleasures:
- Wearing your first summer dress of the season.
- The warmth of the sun kissing your skin.
- Spending a beautiful day outside.
You can’t stop living because a doctor says you’re supposed to be dying.
