Tiny Living In Tulips

Ask me anything   In an old house in Paris that was covered in vines, lived twelve little girls in two straight lines. The smallest one was Madeline.

Epic Fail.

The dumbest Saturday morning is being wide awake at sunrise and attempting to grab coffees (“yeah - I’ll go quickly and be back in flash!”) only to run out of gas at a closed gas station. Literally, my car won’t start and the twerp who’s supposed to be on duty to pump my gas (screw you Oregon) is apparently 35 minutes late for work. Or maybe this is a closed gas station for good … Crap.

Everyone is fast asleep at home.

There are only two other places to be at the butt crack of dawn: my cozy bed or the gym.

F you [most likely hungover] gas station pump attendant. I still don’t have coffee.

— 5 days ago with 4 notes

rose-james:

I am capable of making beautiful things. I am capable of doing much. I am capable of succeeding. 

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That braid. God my hair is so thin.

That braid. God my hair is so thin.

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"Do it.
Get on the plane, get the train,
Walk 300 miles.
Get to her front door and tell her
“I know this is crazy
But I need you now.”
Our lives are too short to always be sensible,
Get the girl.
Distance makes no difference if your eyes light up when she laughs."
FRS (via kvtes)

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