Movie nights on the drive
Kir your the reason i ever go on tumblr
waking up to the smell of fresh baked bread every morning
vanilla brown sugar candle
writing songs in the tub
makeshift coffee table
feeling of home on my own
pacing in prayer
papers and pens resting sporadically all across the floor
fireplace, no fires
Moon & Constellations
yams and broccoli
french press coffee
cigar in the bathroom
massive blow up mattress
tears from a distressed heart
Line 6. POG.
behind sapphire christmas party
elaine locked out of my room
religious arguments at 3am with strangers
first hang outs
moving out.. not strangers anymore
"except the Lord builds the house, they labour in vain that build it: except the Lord keeps the city, the watchman wakes but in vain"
on my knees
tips in a teacup
"the door was just open and they just walked in"
wine sharing with new friends
my heart will go on, new tin flute from joseph
girl talks with moon
screaming and falling in laughter with elaine
feeling of my pink house
first moments walking in my first home with elissa and joe.