Sometimes the most seemingly insignificant moment in life can have the greatest impact.
My journey through life is constantly surprising me with its little twists and bends; trying to
decipher what it all means is terribly hard but wonderfully rewarding too.
Through this simple blog is a documentation of my growth and transition into the person I am today.
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Wednesday the 9th
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The Format - She Doesn’t Get It

Thursday the 12th

Gotye - Somebody That I Used To Know (feat. Kimbra) - official video (by gotyemusic)

Thursday the 16th
Tuesday the 14th
washingtonpoststyle:

On Valentines Day in 1884, Teddy Roosevelt’s wife and mother died within hours of each other. This was his diary entry for that Thursday.
via LettersOfNote by way of Gene Weingarten.

washingtonpoststyle:

On Valentines Day in 1884, Teddy Roosevelt’s wife and mother died within hours of each other. This was his diary entry for that Thursday.

via LettersOfNote by way of Gene Weingarten.

(via npr)

Monday the 13th
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Ben Folds - You Don’t Know Me (Featuring Regina Spektor)

Wednesday the 25th
Apparently I’m a lustful, frustrated, money-seeking lover. Also that I am promised many children.

Apparently I’m a lustful, frustrated, money-seeking lover. Also that I am promised many children.

Sunday the 15th
Five of my cousins are pregnant right now, one with twins.

I will have 6 new baby cousins starting in 2 weeks and ending in 9 months, resulting in my grandmother becoming a great-great-grandmother. 

Monday the 4th
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The Format - Snails

“Show me that you care
And love’s not just a flare on my sleeve”

Sunday the 13th
Monday the 10th
Friday the 7th
he’ll be okay.

he’ll be okay.

Monday the 13th
When you love someone, you open yourself up to suffering. That’s the sad truth. Maybe they’ll break your heart, maybe you’ll break their heart and never be able to look at yourself in the same way. Those are the risks. The thought of losing so much control over personal happiness is unbearable. That’s the burden. Like wings, they have weight, we feel that weight on our backs, but they are a burden that lifts us. Burdens which allow us to fly.
Dr. Hodgins (via avei)

(via avei-deactivated20120104)