Should I smile because we are friends? Or cry because we'll never be anything more?
kayleethelady:stubborness:(via melissabetty)
haha hilarious.
kayleethelady:stubborness:(via melissabetty)
haha hilarious.
—Anais NinWe do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.
The Innocence Mission - What A Wonderful World
[originally by Louis Armstrong]
I see trees of green, red roses, too
I see them bloom for me and for you
And I think to myself: ”What a wonderful world!”I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself: ”What a wonderful world!”The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shaking hands saying: ”How do you do?”
They really say: “I love you.”I hear babies crying and I watch them grow
They’ll learn much more than I’ll ever know
And I think to myself: ”What a wonderful world!”
Yes, I think to myself: ”What a wonderful world!”
"Aprendí que no se puede dar marcha atrás, que la esencia de la vida es ir hacia adelante. La vida es una calle de sentido único."
-Aghata Cristie "I am an idealist. I don’t know where I’m going but I’m on my way." -Carl Sandburg