It's complicated.

This morning I knew what I was doing. And I knew what I wanted and who I wanted and everything was lovely.


And then everything got mega-confusing and now there isn't enough air to breathe and my knees are all weak and my body feels all full of fluids and I am so confused and I don't know what to do.


I'm blaming this quasi-relationship on those hands of his and I'm blaming its quasi-downfall on another pair of hands. They're both so beautiful and they leave me breathless and I end up doing reckless things without thinking because of those hands.


It's hard to explain, really.


Do you think either of them even noticed my eyelashes? The actual boys themselves, I mean. Not the hands.


Any number to the power of zero is one.
All my love,
Addy

Well, now that we've all cried and worn lipstick...

I feel like we're all being terribly too sad and melancholy. I hope you have a better day, all of you. So please, take a list of things that make you terribly happy. Then, comment and tell me that it made you a little happier and go back to your own blog and do the same! Happiness is contagious, you know. So please, infect everyone.(:

Happiest thing on earth? I think yes.

YOU, my love, are classy and fabulous.

High fashion modeling shots never fail to make me smile.

Vintage clothing and tea... Hello happiness.

Summer. I. Love. Summer.

This is true.

The Beatles, of course!

I always smile at security cameras and hope someone notices.

I love old shorts. They remind me of summer. And summer is just happy.

Shoes are happy as can be.

These shoes are happy cause they're blue and old. Old=loved. Loved=happy.

And fairy tales are happy.

Follow your heart and you shall be happy in the end.

I shall live back East one day and wear beanies and drink overpriced Starbucks. And it will be happy.

Whoever came up with this, will you marry me? Cause it made my day.