When I was in Australia, my host mum got up every single morning to make blueberry pancakes for us.

I felt like I was in a movie or something. What a wonderful life it was.

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Time

In exactly 3 months today, I’ll be at the airport, going to Canada.

Three months go by so quickly, I mean, I feel like early July was yesterday!

The internship, fall, Halloween and Christmas are going to make it 400% faster. 

I am SO excited. I already started Christmas shopping and I still have Christmas decorations on my wall from last year (oops). I am so ready for Christmas time - family time, gatherings, warm clothes, baths, candles, yummy dishes, snow, ice rinking, Christmas spirit, presents, happiness

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selinamayer:

Denis, May 2014 | Mamiya RZ67 / Kodak Tri-X© Selina Mayer 2014: tumblr/website/facebook.
Kiss her. Slowly, take your time, there’s no place you’d rather be. Kiss her but not like you’re waiting for something else, like your hands beneath her shirt or her skirt or tangled up in her bra straps. Nothing like that. Kiss her like you’ve forgotten any other mouth that your mouth has ever touched. Kiss her with a curious childish delight. Laugh into her mouth, inhale her sighs. Kiss her until she moans. Kiss her with her face in your hands. Or your hands in her hair. Or pulling her closer at the waist. Kiss her like you want to take her dancing. Like you want to spin her into an open arena and watch her look at you like you’re the brightest thing she’s ever seen. Kiss her like she’s the brightest thing you’ve ever seen. Take your time. Kiss her like the first and only piece of chocolate you’re ever going to taste. Kiss her until she forgets how to count. Kiss her stupid. Kiss her silent. Come away, ask her what 2+2 is and listen to her say your name in answer.
Azra.T, ”This Is How You Keep Her”
moonshine-hawaii:

Im having serious salt water withdrawals!
Forget stardust—you are iron. Your blood is nothing but ferrous liquid. When you bleed, you reek of rust. It is iron that fills your heart and sits in your veins. And what is iron, really, unless it’s forged?

You are iron.

And you are strong.

n.t. 
onetwentyninenine:

martaprior:

Blackberries doing yoga.

i’m obsessed with these
I didn’t raise you girls to be women whom are dependent on a man

Mother (a comment to my sister & I)

God bless Kath

September 2014

We are starting the Fall-Winter 15/16 collection

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