Letters to Crushes #14

My friends and I took her with us to buy weed, and seeing as she has never smoked before, she was very clearly out of place.

Then a cat walked into the room, and her eyes instantly lit up. Twenty minutes later, it and two others were asleep against her. She looked up at me with guilt written across her face and said "sorry, I really love cats".

Leave it to her to participate in an illegal gathering, just to make friends with the cats. I don't think I've ever been so in love with someone before in my life.

Letters to Crushes #5

(because I haven't been on here in a while, I just had to post another one of these)

She's the kind of girl that should only exist in the pages of a book or on a silver screen. She's Alaska Young and Summer Finn.

She's impossibly imperfect but perfectly amazing. Her laugh alone is full of more life than some people will know in a year. Her smile makes the sun look dim her rare tears could break the quiet moon's heart. Every day is an adventure for her. She doesn't just exist, she really lives with every breath and every word.

She genuinely belives that there's no need to worry, because life always works out in the end. She sees the best in people, even in the ones who've hurt her. She's unbelievably modest for someone so incredible. Her actions are selfless and her light infects everyone around her.

She's the kind of girl who doesn't exist in real life, but she does. She's heartbreakingly real and even dreams don't do her justice. She's better than paper or film could ever portray because she's real.

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wednesdays and my new favorite thing

Hello Internet. It's been a while -- and by a while I mean close to 11 months, almost at the year mark there. Things have happened since the last time we spoke, the main thing being that I graduated from university *yey!*, I am officially an educated member of society. In other news, I moved back to Norway, where I have been living and working for close to a year now. It's strange to be back, but in a good way. However, I still find myself longing to be somewhere else most of the time. Don't get me wrong. I love my family and friends that I get to be around all the time now. But I just miss the adventure of living somewhere totally different, you know? I like living in a place where I can actually get lost, because it's so vast that there is no way I'll be able to see everything I want to see in a day, not even in a year, not even in three years. So I am thinking about moving again, sometime soon. I don't really know where to, but I'll figure that out at some point.

Another piece of news is that coming up me and a good friend of mine are going to New York. FOR A WHOLE MONTH. I'm so excited I just about pee myself whenever I think about it. We've rented an airbnb and are going to try to really experienc the city, and hopefully some of that New York magic will rub off on us in the month that we're there. I've never been to New York, but I can't wait to go. I can't wait. It's all I can think or talk about lately, going on and on and on about it to anyone who'll listen, I'm sure it's a pain in the ass for people, but I've just decided to not care, I'm to excited to care. We leave on May 11th, and I feel like I've been waiting to go on this trip for years. Don't worry I'll be sure to post endless amounts of pictures, etc. documenting our trip on here and all other forms of social media, just because I can.

In the past week I've also made an awesome disovery, and that is a website called swoonreads (--> click here to visit it <--). It's this site where aspiring authors can post their manuscripts in hopes of being published, and it is completely and utterly awesome. I have read at least 7 books on there in the past week, and most of them have been great. If you like reading I would really recommend that you go check it out, it's pretty fucking amazing if you ask me.

Anyway, I'll talk to you soon.

Hope you have a great wednesday!

beautiful words that make life better (1)

1. "Maybe its like you said before, all of us being cracked open. Like each of us starts out as a watertight vessel. And then things happen - these people leave us, or don?t love us, or don?t get us, or we don?t get them, and we lose and fail and hurt one another. And the vessel starts to crack in places. And I mean, yeah once the vessel cracks open, the end becomes inevitable. Once it starts to rain inside the Osprey, it will never be remodeled. But there is all this time between when the cracks start to open up and when we finally fall apart. And its only that time that we see one another, because we see out of ourselves through our cracks and into others through theirs. When did we see each other face to face? Not until you saw into my cracks and I saw into yours. Before that we were just looking at ideas of each other, like looking at your window shade, but never seeing inside. But once the vessel cracks, the light can get in. The light can get out." - John Green, Paper Towns.

2. "Time is priceless, but it?s Free. You can't own it, you can use it. You can spend it. But you can't keep it. Once you've lost it you can never get it back." - Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife.

3. "He said you couldn't pretend the terrible things in life didn't happen. You can't clean it up. You keep all the refuse and the scars. It's how you learn. And try to make improvements." - Marisha Pessl, Special Topics in Calamity Physics.

4. "I didn't want to wake up. I was having a much better time asleep. And that's really sad. It was almost like a reverse nightmare, like when you wake up from a nightmare you're so relieved. I woke up into a nightmare." - Ned Vizzini, It's Kind of A Funny Story.

5. "Long ago, men went to sea, and women waited for them, standing on the edge of the water, scanning the horizon for the tiny ship. Now I wait for Henry. He vanishes unwillingly, without warning. I wait for him. Each moment that I wait feels like a year, an eternity. Each moment is as slow and transparent as glass. Through each moment I can see infinite moments lined up, waiting. Why has he gone where I cannot follow?"  - Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife.