N'importe quoi

30, genuine, world traveler, and educated. I enjoy a good quote, cover songs done better than the original, breakfast for dinner, and just sharing my story along the way. The successes, the struggles, the laughs, the heartbreak, and the real life moments that we all go through.

[wordswithwisdom]

I feel like I’ve aged 3 years since March 😳

[youlooklikearealbabetoday]

“She could elevate anything you wrote — she dives in and cares deeply. You cannot have a superficial conversation with Sandra.”

Sandra Oh for Elle Canada | June 2020

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🌞😘

[tirairgid]

Beautiful South America

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[brittany-murphy]

Simon: Did you know?

Emily: I knew you had a secret. But when you were little you were so carefree. But these last few years more and more it’s almost like I can feel you holding your breath. I wanted to ask you about it, but I didn’t want to pry. Maybe I made a mistake.

Simon: No. No mom, you didn’t make a mistake.

Emily: Being gay is your thing. There are parts of it you have to go through alone. I hate that. As soon as you came out you said, “Mom, I’m still me.” I need you to hear this: You are still you, Simon. You are still the same son who I love to tease and who your father depends on for just about everything. And your the same brother who always compliments his sister on her food, even when it sucks. You get to exhale now, Simon. You get to be more you than you have been in, in a very long time. You deserve everything you want.

[thenerdyfool]

I fkn SOBBED at this scene

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[twelvedaysinparis]

Country French Kitchen

[logicaldreamer]

I don’t want to fall in love.

I want to rise in love with pick-me-up hugs and side-splitting laughter.

I want to crawl into bed in love – a little early, sleepy, and gleeful – drunk on every syllable that comes from your lips.

I want to dance in love, my body pressed against yours, my head on your chest, my arms around your neck.

I want to cry in love at 2am when you hold all my broken pieces and kiss them one by one.

I want to skip in love, hand in hand down the sidewalk, covered in chalk and grass stains.

I want to snuggle in love on the couch watching whatever keeps me awake in your arms.

I want to sing in love, harmonizing with your silky smooth voice and my own loud slightly congested one.

I want to die in love with you by my side and let the angels carry our souls to nest in the clouds together.

I don’t want to fall in love.

(T. // rise in love)

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