last year, i wrote this post about my birthday. another year has gone by, i’m 16 now. (no, i do not have my license, nor my permit. i’m soooorta a procrastinater when it comes to this so just be patient with me!) the words i wrote last year mean even more this year. wasting time/making...
“she ran away in her sleep, dreamed of paradise everytime she closed her eyes. so lying underneath those stormy skies. she said i know the sun must set to rise. this could be paradise.” paradise by coldplay
“every day brings a chance for you to draw in a breath, kick off your shoes, and dance.” oprah winfrey i could probably write about these two girls forever. last year, we hiked in pointe shoes up mountains and we took beautiful pictures. this reunion was way overdue, and it probably won’t be the last...
