for the first time, i'm showing you unedited photographs. (: i love the sky today.
a houdini girl told me in the morning that the clouds tell us stories of what happened on all the 16ths of the past. so i watch them and imagine my cloud-friends whispering secrets and laughs and stars of the past years. and quite slowly, the numbness in my mind ebbs away and i feel the warmth in my bloodstreams again and it all didn't feel so faraway.
i love love love. fate is you is me is change is wavering is constant.
"If Tom had learned anything, it was that you can't ascribe great cosmic significance to a simple earthly event. Coincidence, that's all anything ever is, nothing more than coincidence... Tom had finally learned, there are no miracles. There's no such thing as fate, nothing is meant to be. He knew, he was sure of it now."
-500 Days of Summer
right and wrong, most of the time it does not exist.