Far away in the sunshine are my highest aspirations. I may not reach them, but I can look up and see their beauty, believe in them, and try to follow where they lead. -Louisa May Alcott
Monday, January 17, 2011
this just about sums me up...
photography, books, vintage, food, black and white stuff, traveling, summer, autumn, winter, and that other season, dressing up, the ocean and the beach, fairy lights, rings, london, tree hugging, stars, tall boys, gardens, music, dresses, hot chocolate, inside jokes, moose, movie nights, street lamps, benches, rainy days, cushions, picnics, clavicles, benches, long walks, weddings, pinky promises, masquerades, bikes, gazebos, paris, doodling, fairy tales, cobblestone, large sweaters, feathers, scarves, libraries, game shows, writing, silver, owls, being barefoot, art, popcorn, harry potter, crawling out onto other people’s roofs, dftba, bows, love, fireplaces, cotton candy, dance, carnivals, balloons, orange soda, friends, bonfires, trinkets, fingerprints, instruments, even numbers, trench coats, glitter, lace, maps, nyc, umbrellas, punctuation, fireworks, leather, rowboats, newspaper, crushed ice, airplanes, glass bottles, pudding, stickers, hats, colored pencils, eyes, purple, pretty things, running through a freshly mowed lawn, buttons, forests, fuzzy socks, big cities, small towns, nighttime, swimming along the bottom of a pool, magazine clippings, betta fishes, gum, snowflakes, centered words, ice cream sandwiches, words, tarot cards, perfume, procrastination, staying up way too late, shaving my legs before i go to bed, freshly washed sheets, heated blankets, laundry detergent, chandaliers, people who drive fast, roller coasters, notebooks, window seats, staircases, large windows, clicky pens, fountains, laughing, friends, star signs, friendship bracelets, rainbows, secret handshakes, lip gloss, stuff that really doesn't serve a purpose, boys, boys, boys, blogging, index cards, long books, spinny chairs, youtube, shadows, joey richter, character shoes, speech&debate, thomas jefferson, sleeping in late, dessert, sleepover secrets, snow days, playing football with my dad, listening to my brother read, hardcover books, purses, strip malls, escalators, clikcy pens, cold water bottles, shampoo, aquariums, ponds, curling my hair, drawing hearts everywhere, big sweatshirts, souflees, matrices, crying when i'm mad,or sad,or when i just need to cry, watching chick flicks, talking about bras, listening to old radio stations, pickup trucks, cupcakes, cesar salads, boats, trampolines, jumping in leaves, making someone smile, being introverted yet extroverted at the same time, mystery movies, having crushes on upperclassmen, typing really fast, eating with my hands, being a friend
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AWESOME! but you forgot a certain tripp johnston, the lardiest baby in history. btw i did read the whole thing
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