josefryan:

thearchtivist:

Yoyogi Village by Wonderwall


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I love Chandler.

I love Chandler.

(Source: allieoops, via nolies-justl0ve)

Hoping & Timing

dearoldlove:

I know that one day you’re going to look at me and realize that I’m who you’re supposed to marry. For your sake, I hope that when it happens I still feel the same way. 

“April 25th is the perfect date. Not too hot, not too cold. All you really need is a light jacket.”

This kind of explains how I feel today. I have a test in 20 minutes that I’m not prepared for, my hair is all over the place and not doing at all what I wanted, I drank Pepsi and now feel like I’m dying from the caffeine, and yet I feel absolutely perfect. I don’t know if it’s the weather, or that confidence boosting text I received, or the way that everyone today has just had a smile on their face.  Today is perfect. For every thing wrong, I have found a right. There’s no clouds, just sunshine, literally and figuratively.  

If there’s someone you absolutely miss, you might find yourself talking to them a lot in your mind, creating those fake conversations with them and you answer yourself in their voice in your head. Maybe it’s a girlfriend who dumped you or you know someone who died or that sort of thing, you adopt their personality or the memory of who they were as a means of staying close to them.

Matt Berninger (via simply-quotes)

If you’re lucky, the friends you make when you’re sixteen stay with you for the rest of your life. If you’re smart, you know when it’s time to let them go.

Megan Hart, Switch (via simply-quotes)

Sometimes when you meet someone, there’s a click. I don’t believe in love at first sight but I believe in that click.

Ann Aguirre, Blue Diablo (via simply-quotes)
Perfect.

Perfect.

(Source: bride2be, via country-life)

<3

<3

(via country-life)

Winds of change

It’s 8:30 AM. I’ve been awake for two hours and have only studied a small fraction of what I need to for today. I’m sick, and tired, and completely over classes and school. So, of course last night I took a long study break and read all of my past posts. Interesting that the subject of most of them was a boy. Even more interesting that I no longer speak to that boy. He’s in my past. Soon he will graduate and I’ll only be forced to see him at Homecoming, where he’ll undoubtedly remind me of how much better I deserve than him.

I am over him, I swear. But I look forward to how easily I’ll be able to forget him once he’s a few hours away and not avoiding eye contact with me every chance he gets. News flash, I’m not the one who did anything wrong, so quit avoiding me like the plague. Let’s put the past aside and tolerate each others’ presence for a few more weeks. Deal?

Another certain somebody I mentioned in a previous post is now engaged. Odd, even at 26 I didn’t think he’d ever take that leap. It’s funny how the military can change someone. He left carefree to the world, and came back down on one knee with a ring in hand. I’m thankful it wasn’t to me.

This semester is really taking a toll on me I must admit. I’ve been so busy the free time I have isn’t spent going out like people would expect from me. Instead, I’d rather sleep, hang out, watch a movie…even on a Thursday night. Rumor has it these are signs of settling down, but the only person I’m settling with is myself.

Oh, how the times are changing.

I will have this house someday.

I will have this house someday.

This is what I have accomplished today. Obviously nothing by beard scoping. Don’t judge.

Monsters of Folk

dearoldlove:

Your Facebook tells me we both have gained the same new interests since we last spoke. Which sucks because I was hoping introducing you to Monsters of Folk would give you a reason to talk to me again.

micasaessucasa:

429 Greenwich Street Penthouse @ Tribeca

micasaessucasa:

429 Greenwich Street Penthouse @ Tribeca

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