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And I laugh at this heart of mine—and do as it dictates. (Goethe)


→ 24 May 2012 Today I made a new friend at one of my favorite book stores. I have a feeling I’ll be seeing him a lot this summer.

Today I made a new friend at one of my favorite book stores. I have a feeling I’ll be seeing him a lot this summer.

→ 23 May 2012

(via modernhepburn)

→ 21 May 2012

Me: Aw, ______ messaged me about my knee
Jell: About your name?!

Funny thing is, he would.

→ 21 May 2012 "And, as with all retold tales that are in people’s hearts, there are only good and bad things and black and white things and good and evil things and no in between anywhere." — John Steinbeck
→ 20 May 2012 Summer feasts

Summer feasts

→ 20 May 2012
Heartache or heaven

Ezra 2 on my mind.

→ 19 May 2012 Beautiful day, beautiful people. This summer is going to be the best.

Beautiful day, beautiful people. This summer is going to be the best.

→ 18 May 2012

Should have, could have

→ 18 May 2012

Je ne connais pas ce sourire

→ 18 May 2012
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Free by Haley Reinhart (wapos.ru)
→ 18 May 2012 clubmonaco:

Perfect weekend weather today… Happy Friday! 

clubmonaco:

Perfect weekend weather today… Happy Friday! 

(Source: chelseyscheffe)

→ 18 May 2012
Currently reading

The Life of the Beloved (Nouwen)
The Pursuit of God (Tozer)
The Hobbit (Tolkien)

→ 16 May 2012

“Tests = builds character friendship etc. pray together often and spontaneously!”

→ 15 May 2012 I hate being a girl because all the shoes I like are for men. But. But. But. My dad threw a Cole Haan bag into the back seat after dinner and told me to look inside, and oh me oh my I thought I would scream. I did squeal. Inside were these babies that will now forever be on my feet. 

They know me so well. And are so gracious to me.

“What! Why would you get these for me? I don’t deserve them!”
“Michelle, that’s how it works with parents and children.”

Sigh.

I hate being a girl because all the shoes I like are for men. But. But. But. My dad threw a Cole Haan bag into the back seat after dinner and told me to look inside, and oh me oh my I thought I would scream. I did squeal. Inside were these babies that will now forever be on my feet.

They know me so well. And are so gracious to me.

“What! Why would you get these for me? I don’t deserve them!”
“Michelle, that’s how it works with parents and children.”

Sigh.

→ 14 May 2012
70 and balmy

The night is too long