i've probably written 92385475 words to describe this. and how hard it is to come back to old words, old photos, old songs. and feel everything beautiful. being back home does that to me ♥

"when we think of the past it’s the beautiful things we pick out. we want to believe it was all like that."
~the handmaid's tale, margaret atwood

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"It's so strange to read past entries and to be surprised by your life and what you wrote. Like I have to remind myself that I'm alive. I live."

right now i am in a hotel room in charleston, south carolina.
we stayed up all night driving here. adventuring, experiencing.
now we're going to sip hot tea. warm our insides. love love love.

♥

so let's go play on a baggage carousel.
set our watches forward like we are just arriving here
from a past we knew and a place we knew too well.
hold on to the corners of today,
and we'll fold it up to save until its needed.


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hello friends.
what songs make you think of me?
comment. i will tell you which songs make me think of you. sweet deal.

i love it here. but really.
MIAMI in 5 days!!!!!!!!

♥

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Postcard Home

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last night i saw DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE live, and danced and sang all the words because really, every one of their songs is the story of my life, and it was the most heartshatteringly wonderful experience ever. i literally DIED when they played photobooth. it was the best.


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