You know when sometimes you meet someone so beautiful and then you actually talk to them and five minutes later they’re as dull as a brick? Then there’s other people, when you meet them you think, “Not bad. They’re okay.” And then you get to know them and… and their face just sort of becomes them. Like their personality’s written all over it. And they just turn into something so beautiful.
Amelia Pond (via arrectorpili)
Amelia Pond (via arrectorpili)
I dream. Sometimes I think that’s the only right thing to do.
Haruki Murakami (via faeriepetals)
Haruki Murakami (via faeriepetals)
Mischa. :)) I swear she is just the cutest little girl.
As soon as we got to Leah’s, she really wanted to go swimming na, but Imari wouldn’t let her pa usa. But after lunch, she stood up and said she was going to wash her hands…at the pool! :D ka wise.
And when Justin went out of the van, she started singing, “If you leave me now, you’ll take away the biggest part of me…” Asa ka ana? She’s such an adorable 2 year old. :D
Outside it’s a perfect spring night. We stand on the sidewalk in front of our apartment building, and Henry takes my hand, and I look at him, and I raise our joined hands and Henry twirls me around and soon we’re dancing down Belle Plaine Avenue, no music but the sound of cars whoosing by and our own laughter, and the smell of cherry blossoms that fall like snow on the sidewalk as we dance underneath the tress.
The Time Traveler’s Wife
The Time Traveler’s Wife
