moving, moving, moved!

for those who love the old, the new and the different. (:

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pondering..

we live young.

my friends, while we were playing Blindman’s Bluff in the dark. (:

may my heart always be open to little by e.e. cummings

may my heart always be open to little
birds who are the secrets of living
whatever they sing is better than to know
and if men should not hear them men are old

may my mind stroll about hungry
and fearless and thirsty and supple
and even if it’s sunday may i be wrong
for whenever men are right they are not young

and may myself do nothing usefully
and love yourself so more than truly
there’s never been quite such a fool who could fail
pulling all the sky over him with one smile

9/11

“Home of the Brave.”

my love goes out to those who lost their loved ones this day 9 years ago.

Rest In Peace.

b is for bucket.

i don’t know about you, but this is the cutest bucket i’ve seen yet. (:

[the alphabet project]

passions

i’d love to travel to these lovely cities! and maybe even live in one of them someday.

“If you don’t have a passion for something, what are you living for?”

(via)

gifts.

“Oh I’ll be the one who’ll break my heart, I’ll be the one to hold the gun. I love you more, I love you more, I don’t know what I knew before, but now I know I wanna win the war.”

-Feist.

have a happy happy Friday, sweethearts!