as i was leaving, too soon*

nighttime photos are my favourite.

turns out i like jumping in rain puddles.

and burning incense in my bedroom...

aaand i like:

sparkly nailpolish

being friends with victoriasmith

the smell of my new shampoo.

(if youre around me when ive just washed my hair,

i WILL make you smell it.

and you will thank me.

haha #butreally)

 dear telephone wire photos

 i like you very much, too.

more lovely things:

old ladies with long grey hair.

the kind of son-in-law my dad is.

apartment scouting with my dad. #ilovetown

this weekend, get lost in: night time by the xx

and fall in love with the clouds.

xoxo

dearLY*

you make me happy.

more happy than this photograph

of snow and sparkliness and christmas

three things i really love.

bc more than those

i love your pretty brown hair

and that your ipod always has the best music

i love that you let me email you at 3am

and you never get mad about it

i love that you seem to think im something special

someone worth your time

i love that we like the same songs

and that you pvr disneychannel

i love you more than that hotchocolate

more than my desire to buy candycanes

more than romantic roadtrips

more than staring up at the sky*

you are wonderful, leigh leigh

you light up my life

xoxo

everyone has their own sound*

i want to shatter something. throw it across the room and hear it break. but then i want to dance in a greengreen garden dusted with sparkly things that the sun hits perfectly. and to feel like everything is happening in slow motion.

today's song obsession: let it out now by leeland. currently addicted to calla. the day was filled with: new old bedrooms. writing loveletters. us, just being.together in the best way. longing for: new places. beautiful snow with miss adachi. and our long awaited skype-date.

You ride away
as though it's

already behind you

Lost to marvelous things

discarded

for me to gather

all the broken

skeleton leaves

and torn dragonfly wings

tied together

like soft whispers

shhhhh...

don't let them touch

can't let them see

drowning now
like butterflies

in a honey sea.

-starflowerandindigo 

reading justagirl. makes me go "awww". and makes me love you even more. and. it makes me realise that maybe (just maybe) i should ease up, bc shame you really like him.

  "I love you, more than blurs on my eyelashes (tinted with eventide) and the summer sunset at twilight and bird faces on the moon. (Your ladder to the stars)"

my world hurts when youre not in it. and that seems like all the time these days...

xoxo

lightbeams.letters.hearts*

You built a castle out of this feeble heart, and left it empty, buried in the wilderness of nevergreen. Want to collapse, and I can't. Wish feverously for warm hands I can't even invent, misfit verses (meant to live in solitude), wounds. Undress me of absence and sleep, sleep, sleep. I'll be made of birds.

-restlesshearts

 [there's too much light, and too much noise in this world. too much] 

two incredible migranes in one day. too much icecream this weekend. two romantic cds from leighleigh. too little sleep this week. too much gratitude in my heart to express in words.

xoxo

there's no reeee-loving you*

you stalk the same movies as me. you don't wear sunblock, bc apparently you want to die of skin cancer. you surf most often when there's a boy involved. you make hot chocolate and then describe one tree hill episodes to me in extreme detail. and give away crucial information about greys way before i've reached that episode. you own the dvd of pretty much every movie you've ever watched. as well as every item vertigo has ever had in stock. you're now officially brunette. and i can't wait to see you.

happy birthday to you,B*

it's going to be everything you've dreamed this day would be.and more. may it be filled with all the magic you deserve. and delicous food which i will make sure you actually eat.

"you're my little indigo girl, it's a beautiful world when you're around" and i hope that "it's a dream, it's a love..tonight"

"So the next time you forget you're Blair Waldorf, remember I'm Chuck Bass. And I love you."

whether we're living in the apartment with the awesum glass-cooling fridge (which now lawden can't come see bc u *ahem ahem* ruined the vibe...) or back in this mess we called home for so long... i look forward to many many years of trailer-stalking. and obsessing over tv shows. and a romantic future with our respective chosen ones :) "i don't even know why i'm pretending to think about it.. yes!"

you're all kinds of beautiful.

ps. luke loves me more*

enchantedhappy xoxo

and the stars appear*

sometimes, i believe things are possible bc i desperately want them to be true.

today, one of those things became a possibility. and then it just got so much bigger than i could have imagined. more than that i cannot say at this point.

enchantedhappy xoxo