born and raised in a summer haze

soverypretty:

Come visit me…

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it’s not about what you’ve done, but what’s been done for you.
it’s not about where you’ve been but where your brokenness brings you to.
it’s not about what you’ve felt but what he felt to forgive you and he felt to make you new.
you are more, tenth avenue north

Love is a condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own
robert a heinlein

oh how i miss you. my symphony played the song that carried you out.
and oh, how i miss you. i miss you and i wish you’d stay.
do you ever wonder if the stars shine out for you?

autumn leaves, ed sheeran

float down, like autumn leaves.
and hush now. close your eyes before the sleep.
you’re miles away, and yesterday you were here with me.

autumn leaves, ed sheeran.

i am so glad i live in a world where there are octobers
-anne of green gables

“i’ve waited a hundred years but i’d wait a million more for you.
nothing prepared me for what the privilege of being yours would do.
your love is my turning page where only the sweetest words remain. ”
turning page, sleeping at last

“i was walking along looking for somebody, and then suddenly i wasn’t anymore.”
a.a. milne