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It was the age of questions, not knowing what you wanted, knowing what you didn’t want. - Agnès Varda
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Prague just got real!!!! (Y) (Y) (Y) so happy to the point that i am airing this on every social media outlet i have ha
need to remember that different people have different love languages.
i appreciate (and love) the way you love me.
but then there are these fleeting moments when i wish you could love me in my love language
i love how certain songs can remind you of certain periods of your life. It Will Rain somehow always reminds me of Puerto Rico: especially that long winding road to El Yunque; the fact that everyone was asleep in the van except me; the fact that it was gloomy and dark and dreary.
Puerto Rico is definitely one of my top #10 favorite moments ever (sunshine, gr8 food, freedom), what would I give to relive it again
i just feel… so disappointed? lost? i don’t know. i think i expect too much from myself sometimes. But i just hate failure (but who doesn’t), and even more so, disappointment.
But i wish when my world crumbles you would be there, arms wide open, telling me everything is going to be okay. I know you are always there, but sometimes I don’t see it, and I wish you would remind me from time to time.
And I can take criticisms from anybody. Anybody. Except from myself, and from you.
Sometimes I wish i didn’t’ have to fight so many battles alone. Anyhow.. I’m getting incoherent and the word disappointment is starting to look funny and I’m going to sleep.
miss traipsing along the streets and doing absolutely nothing with you
I don’t know why people hate on bare branches during winter. personally I think the intricacy is beautiful
