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I’m sitting here trying to write a stupid paper and all i can think about is time. I know you all think I’m obsessed with this whole time concept but its been bothering me now more than ever. simply because i want more of it.

I’m in love and i never want it to stop.

and it just makes me think, 

Why does everything have to be so hard?

I want to marry a guy that will let me buy a big fancy camera and take photos of everything.



our children

our home


just so that one day someone might stumble upon these photos and see how much we loved one another before we passed together.

Sorrow drips into your heart through a pin hole,
Just like a faucet that leaks there is comfort in the sound,
But while you debate half empty or half full it slowly rises,
Your love is gonna drown.

Remember that one time I went to Italy and was almost part of very real reanactment of the movie Taken? 


I almost got raped and sold in a sex trade in Rome.

great memories of running to the Polizia to tell them I was being stalked by the man in red pants. 

so worth taking Latin for 4 years just for that one experience. 

it was the time of my life. 

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