5:15 AM by the beach
Laiya, Batangas. 2016
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5:15 AM by the beach
Laiya, Batangas. 2016
“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.”
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby (via herpaperweight)
The “stare” before the kiss.
me, making a phone call: god i hope they don’t answer
September came in with golden days and silver nights,
J.R.R. Tolkien, from The Return of the King (via luthienne)
Colmar in Alsace, France (via vsco.co)
“And I think of you all the more desperately because I cannot see you.”
— Marcel Proust
27 years. 27 years, but how long, Lord? How long did I question your existence? How many hours did I spend running from you? How many anxious lonely crippling days did I waste? How many minutes hours days months years was I lost? How many promises did I break? How many people did I hurt? And still, you welcomed me. And still, you forgave me. And still, you loved me. You never left me. You were right there in it with me, calling me out on the water, but I was too busy looking at the waves instead of your face to notice, to hear You say, “Come.” You taught me how to welcome others. You taught me how to forgive others. You taught me how to love others. 27 years. 27 years, but how long, Lord? How long will I love you? How long will I serve you? All the days of my life. All the days of my life, Lord.
Hanne
you still have so many years to meet so many people you never knew you could love so much
“There are feelings you will never find words for; you will learn to name them after the ones who gave them to you.”
— Maza Dohta