February 2012
72 posts
intervals:
Something about getting in my car and driving for a few hours sounds so appealing right now. I don’t need a destination, necessarily; I feel like wherever I end up will be a change of scenery, and that in itself will be beautiful.
“I was beginning to wonder if this was just how it was supposed to be for me,...”
– Sarah Dessen, Lock and Key (via her0inchic)
skeletales:
I feel like an outsider, looking at myself living a life that’s mundane and unsatisfactory at times and unexpected and eventful at other times. It feels altogether weird and normal. Whywhathow?
intervals:
It’s nice to imagine that somewhere in the compartments of my body exists a flame, something that can be easily spread to others while setting their hearts ablaze. Passion cannot be tamed, nor can the fire burning inside all of us. It is all about finding the proper kindling and watching it grow.
