Last official day in my childhood home. I'm packing up to head back to school, and will never return to this place. Sad. But I know good things are to come.

going through all of my old photographs from life is making me nostalgic, but also excited for the future-with him, and in all other aspects.

There is an excited, happy dance dedicated only to me. And I love it late at night.

I didn't live

this would be quite nice:



ffffound

terrible news, man-boy-lover has to go home to New Zealand indefinitely... or until we get married....

So ready for this one:



I love Wes Anderson, and I love stop-action animation...

I want romance.