Ya know what’s magic? Being outside after a summer storm. The shimmer off the concrete, the way the trees look greener, the simple silence in the air, and how everything literally smells brand new and refreshed. It’s unlike anything else
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This is where our story started,β he said. βYou were so β¦ I mean, their opinions were completely irrelevant to you. Itβs like while everyone else was listening to one song, you were listening to another. And God, I loved that. I wanted it for myself.
Inertia (Summer Days & Summer Nights #7) by Veronica Roth (via tessalivesandbreathesbooks)
That was the summer I fell in love
with California.
You can tell,
look at the neon in my eyes,
the flirt in my cheeks.
I would have slept every night
with my eyes open just so I knew
I wasn’t missing a thing.
Either way, we always slept in so late
it had been months since I’d had breakfast.
That was the summer every day was a dream;
even when I broke my leg skateboarding down his street;
even when I heard my sister ran away for a weekend.
It was where we were,
it was the tide and the sun,
and I swear to God,
I could’ve lived without ever seeing the stars again,
just as long as I kept falling asleep
with his hand soft on my skin.
That was the summer I left California,
can you tell?
All the lights in my eyes are gone.
Schuyler Peck, California (via schuylerpeck)
I miss cali
“A lot of boys and girls think their lives will have meaning if they find a partner who wants nothing else in life but them. That’s not healthy. That’s falling in love with the idea of a person, not the actual person.”
— Joseph Gordon-Levitt, on his character in “500 Days of Summer” (via greyson-hawaii)
A lot of boys and girls think their lives will have meaning if they find a partner who wants nothing else in life but them. Thatβs not healthy. Thatβs falling in love with the idea of a person, not the actual person.
Joseph Gordon-Levitt, on his character in “500 Days of Summer” (via greyson-hawaii)
You are the only person who can build emotional barriers, but youβre also the only person who can topple them. Other people canβt knock down the walls youβve built, no matter how much they love you. You have to tear them down yourself because thereβs something worth seeing on the other side.
“.. Life passes by way to quick .. One day its July, a hot summer breeze, you breath in the simple times, you were perfectly fine, life was okay; but one day you wake up and its December. Cold and bitter, your whole life changed, not once did you notice how quickly it happened, the warm air gone; and all that’s left is empty forest echos, you screamed but no one heard, bled but no one cared and you’re too scared to blink, because today’s December. But it won’t always be December; time moves so quickly, one day you’ll open your eyes and you’re whole life … flew by .. ”
- Happy December 1st