Sometimes you have to be your own hero.

About Me

Vintage photographs. Long bus rides. Fancy ribbons. White chocolate peppermint mocha. Pretty bags. Walks on the beach. Decorating cupcakes. Falling in love. Hearing your favorite song on the radio. Dancing in the rain. Lying in bed listening to the rain outside. Milkshakes. Bubble baths. Giggling. Long convo’s late at night. The beach. Laughing at an inside joke. Laughing at yourself. Laughing so hard your stomach hurts. Laughing for absolutely no reason at all. Just plain laughing. Having someone tell you that you’re beautiful. Friends. Accidentally overhearing someone say something nice about you. Waking up and realizing you still have a few hours left to sleep. First kisses. Making new friends or spending time with old ones. Playing with a new puppy. Sweet dreams. Hot chocolate. Road trips with friends. Making chocolate chip cookies. Holding hands with someone you care about. Watching the sunrise. Watching a sunset. Getting out of bed in the morning after sleeping in and looking out the window to see its sunny, birds are chirping, and kids are playing. Knowing that somebody misses you.

Sunday, May 12, 2013 @ 12:22 AM | 0 Comment [s]

"If you're afraid of everyone leaving you, what do you do?"

"Make them stay."

"And if you can't do that, or don't know how to?"

Ellie shrugged. "I don't know."

"Yes, you do. In fact you've done it. You leave first," Coop said, "so you don't have to watch them walk away."

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