(Source: observando, via anna-bella-flores)
When I was a romantic everything was important. I wrote letters by hand and mailed them with stamps scrounged from the bottom of the drawer. I signed my real name with a pen given to me by my grandfather.
When I was a romantic I drank more tea than wine and anticipation was my greatest pleasure. I kissed for hours without undoing a button.
I waited to say I love you until the sunset.
When I was a romantic I wrote things people would never read.
And tonight I learned that sometimes things from your past will come back to crap on you and all you can do is help yourself to a cupcake and take it with stride.
(Source: textsfrombrideshead, via anna-bella-flores)
(Source: invisibili, via greyeyedfox)
I officially get to work as a leader for my church’s youth ministry!! :)