i should be so happy right now. I'm one step closer to pursuing the dream. and you and you do this to me now. how can you be so self consumed? You know not what you do. you've ruined it. killed it. left it out in the rain on a lonely mountain.
Sometimes i think my heart is a balloon. I imagine it floating inches above me as i walk. It bobbles with the breeze and gets caught under bridges and around small corners. The higher it soars the lighter my footsteps feel along the pavement. Until one day the balloon was so full, my feet scarcely touch the ground at all. And now here I lie on the bitumen. No balloon.
Don't promise me Paris and fall through half way. Next time I won't be so stupid.
My Nautical 21st. A night of frivolity, love, pin up sailors, boats, cupcakes, chocolate chip bubbles and treasure. Sushi, channel v, knifes, white balloons and star gazing with sister in law. Such a golden night... I will always remember its magic.