I have a tendency to reblog green-colored desserts, messed up bed sheets, pretty living spaces, proper nouns that truly inspire me, and basically anything that applies to my dreams and reality.

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I miss LA
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I’m gonna be honest. It hit me when I caught a glimpse of you today. Only, you didn’t see me. But maybe that’s a good thing. A part of me felt relieved, and a part of me was still left unsatisfied. I don’t know why this heavy feeling came over me, as if I had any reason to miss you. Maybe it seems that such time invested became such time wasted. But I’ve only got myself to blame for that, right? During that time, I tried to make sense of what we really were; where we both stood. But now it all makes sense. We both wanted something different. We didn’t meet each other halfway; we weren’t on the same page. We’re just at different points in our lives. And well, people walk right into your life, and there must be a reason that they do so. Not necessarily for a long-term purpose, but someone who could waltz right in and immediately leave such a lasting effect on you is enough. In fact, I can’t remember the last time I felt so comfortable with someone I literally just met. I’m glad to have met you, and who knows, maybe someday we’ll pick up where we left off.


