Seasonal.

I’ve spent the entire day catching up on about 6 months of life with close friends. I’m happy to see where they are, and what they have planned, and talk about what we should do the next time we see each other. I’m glad to say I can call them friends, who never judge me for who I am/have become, and are always happy to make an effort. Seasons change, as do your friends, but there are those who stick around and never leave no matter what. And those who don’t, well, life goes on.

newbeginnings.

new beginnings call for new things like a new meaning to life and a new adventure. here i am embarking on the most exciting one of my life (namely finding out what i want to do and where i want to be), therefore a new layout and a new name and a new resolute to tumblr a bit more!

i can’t wait!

i find your fur all over the place. and it’s strangely quiet.

i really don’t want you to go, but i think it’ll make you happier.

i’m sad i’ve lost you as a friend. but as your friend, i’m disappointed that you could ever think of me that way.

blinded by wanderlust.

you are my sanctuary my hiding place. i seek refuge in you.

tmw when i wake up, i will believe that people are not stupid. people are not stupid. people are not stupid. people are just stupid…

best parts of life come most unexpectedly at the worst but best times (:

“A film is never really good unless the camera is an eye in the head of a poet.”

— Orson Welles (via photographist)

already misses; here.