Life is unpredictable. It changes with the seasons. Even your coldest winter happens for the best of reasons. And though it feels eternal, like all you'll ever do is freeze. I promise spring is coming and with it, brand new leaves. (poem and picture by Er
I love unmade beds. I love when people are drunk and crying and cannot be anything but honest in that moment. I love the look in peoples eyes when they realise they're in love. I love the way people look when they first wake up. I love .
It was easy to tell that they were drunk but not of alcohol but off of each other the way they laughed the way they sneaked glances yet from far away you could tell they were utterly intoxicated with each other