“ I’ve loved you ever since that day you broke your slate over my head in school.”
-Anne of the Island
just finished watching this literally 30 seconds ago. Love. Love. Love.
Reblogged from anneandgilbert, 76 notes, May 12, 2012
“ I’ve loved you ever since that day you broke your slate over my head in school.”
-Anne of the Island
just finished watching this literally 30 seconds ago. Love. Love. Love.
Reblogged from anneandgilbert, 76 notes, May 12, 2012
I would simply like to state that I need a prophetic man. Not some stale, luke-warm, “Christian” boy.
1 note, May 11, 2012
Reblogged from thego-getter, 5 notes, May 8, 2012
I have found that finding myself is a continual process that shall never cease to end or begin. Perhaps I change, or perhaps it is only the mirror in front of me that morphs into a new being, a new creation. No, You’re my mirror. You become more beautiful every day. More lovely. More patient and kind. I want to reflect the inside of you. You’re chiseling. You’re at work. You do not waste. You are on purpose. I am on purpose. I have lost all desire to find myself. I only desire to find You.
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7 notes, May 6, 2012
The thermostat in my veins are not functioning properly.
0 notes, April 25, 2012