I’ve been having so many of those moments where you take a step back from life and realize - it’s about you. It’s not about the person next to you, the person hundreds of miles away that tugs your heart, it’s not about the person that manages to bring you down months after leaving your life, or the new face that somehow captures your attention like no one before - it’s just about you. You in whatever city you find yourself in. You in whatever health you’re given. You and whatever happiness you can grasp. That no matter who you’re with, who you talk to, who you care about, if you can be okay laying in bed with only yourself, thats all that really matters.
In ten minutes it’ll be December 4th, mah best friends birthday. I don’t know what I’d do without you David. And I hope your day is amazing - you deserve it.
Love you!
“ i found all your handwritten letters from all those summers ago, hidden in a box away from sight, there i realised how much has changed and what disappeared that was so vital, our youth, lost in the midst time without us even realising, naive laughter and smiles replaced with melancholy and fears ”
(via scribble-scribbles)
One of my favorite photos of vintage New York City. This is Times Square, circa 1950.
(source unknown)
(via imjustakid-)
This is where you’re supposed to ask, How are you? How are your finals? This is where you’re supposed to care.
I feel like I did the last day of high school all over agian. The relief of no more work mixed with the sadness of knowing everyone would be leaving - that these were not the people I would be spending the rest of my life with. Two years from then and I can’t remember half the people I graduated with, I talk to even fewer, and honestly only care about three or four of them.
I didn’t know this was what it was going to be like. When I graduated I though I was going to be going to school down the interstate. Hours from any of the people I knew. I thought I was going to be living on campus with hundreds of kids from that previously attended my high school. I thought I was going to go to class and see at least one face I knew.
But that’s not how my life ended up. Instead I went to a school thousands of miles away from home. Instead I chose to follow a path still unknown and take a chance in life. I have no regrets about moving to Savannah. I’ve wished since the day I moved here that I could be closer to home, I’ve wished that I didn’t have to leave everyone I loved to follow this path, but I don’t regret any of it.
And now I’ve decided to follow another path. It leads away from the same thing the pervious one did, away from the people I love, the second family I’ve grown to have here. This place and the family I have here is the closest thing I have to home at the moment. It just hurts knowing that the choices I’m making are yet again leading me away from the ones that I love so much…