All I need.

Good friends like these.

50 Years.

I want to be with someone who will take my hand look me in the eye and tell me your lovely dear and you will still be lovely in 50 years.

When I am 68 I want to be with some one who will take my hand look me in the eye and tell me your lovely dear and you still look as if it was 50 years ago.

Pretty things

Little Birds

may my heart always be open to little
birds who are the secrets of living
whatever they sing is better than to know
and if men should not hear them men are old

may my mind stroll about hungry
and fearless and thirsty and supple
and even if it’s sunday may i be wrong
for whenever men are right they are not young

and may myself do nothing usefully
and love yourself so more than truly
there’s never been quite such a fool who could fail
pulling all the sky over him with one smile

- may my heart always be open to little by e.e. cummings.

The way you make me feel

There is no better feeling than driving through a city listening to Michael Jackson's the way you make me feel, and being in a laughter filled car with three of your good friends. With the city lights radiating around us, I couldn't help to feel like I was on top of the world. How did I get so lucky to only be in college for a month, and to have found girlfriends like these? With the windows rolled down I let my hand flow through the crisp summer night. Turning back to the girls we all smiled and knew we were going to be friends for the rest of our lives. It was truly pure bliss.

Infinite

" And I swear in that moment we were INFINITE." - perks of being a wallflower

Raining Love

I'm obsessed.

Today is lovely

Tea.

New friend.

Library books.

Art projects.

Sunshine.

Blue-jean shorts.

Good day.

Good night.

Breathe

Note to self: Just Breathe

The Story

Once upon a time there was a college freshman. Scared and excited she decided to create a blog to record her journey. This blog would serve as a palette of creativity and thoughts. Even if no one was to read it, it is here and that's all that matters. This is the blog, I am the freshman.