“You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love
again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect - you
aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can
make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making
mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking
about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she
knows you can break - her heart. So don’t hurt her, don’t change her, don’t
analyze and don’t expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy,
let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she’s not there.”
-Bob Marley
He certainly knew a little bit about living in the moment. Live for today, for now. This minute, this second, this moment. Nothing else matters.
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Friday, July 23, 2010
Stuff my boyfriend says..
A sleepy conversation:
"Come here."
"I'm here.."
"No, closer.. I want your skin on me."
Adorable? Or "Silence of the Lambs" creepy?
"Come here."
"I'm here.."
"No, closer.. I want your skin on me."
Adorable? Or "Silence of the Lambs" creepy?
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Friday, July 16, 2010
The Daily Lust
Thursday, July 15, 2010
It's hot outside!
It's time for the beach and laying poolside, drinking lemonade from street fairs and wearing little sundresses.
So why is it that I can't help thinking about fall? Wishing for crisp, 40 degree mornings with 60 degree afternoons.
Can you imagine walking down this road? Chunky cardigans and boots, holding hands with the boy. Soon, love. Soon.
It's time for the beach and laying poolside, drinking lemonade from street fairs and wearing little sundresses.
So why is it that I can't help thinking about fall? Wishing for crisp, 40 degree mornings with 60 degree afternoons.
Can you imagine walking down this road? Chunky cardigans and boots, holding hands with the boy. Soon, love. Soon.
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