I tend to live like a tourist to sense the unsual every day. For some things, I can’t let go of being four. But do we age? I’m not one number, I’m each and every number up to that one.

I tend to live like a tourist to sense the unsual every day. For some things, I can’t let go of being four. But do we age? I’m not one number, I’m each and every number up to that one.

coconutmeblog:

I can have that kind of simple breakfast too🙈 Corn flakes, organic soy yoghurt, banana, @blend_co and a tbsp homemade maple cinnamon almond butter ~👉enter my Shoutout Competition if you want😊 Just repost one of my pictures you like the most and tag me @coconutme and #coconutme15k✌️ besos💋

Why am I not having this for breakfast every single day? I should be parenting myself.

coconutmeblog:

I can have that kind of simple breakfast too🙈 Corn flakes, organic soy yoghurt, banana, @blend_co and a tbsp homemade maple cinnamon almond butter ~👉enter my Shoutout Competition if you want😊 Just repost one of my pictures you like the most and tag me @coconutme and #coconutme15k✌️ besos💋

Why am I not having this for breakfast every single day? I should be parenting myself.

Today I learnt how to make fishtail braids and cooked some pumpkin soup. A moth died at my doorstep and I untangled the wind chime in the porch. My great grandfather’s library’s a dream, but I dare not seat on his desk just yet. The mirror in the photograph belonged to an amazing woman I loved. She came to life and stepped out of it from the same bed I sleep, right behind me. Oh, and I also saw a snail today and saved an ant from drowning.

Today I learnt how to make fishtail braids and cooked some pumpkin soup. A moth died at my doorstep and I untangled the wind chime in the porch. My great grandfather’s library’s a dream, but I dare not seat on his desk just yet. The mirror in the photograph belonged to an amazing woman I loved. She came to life and stepped out of it from the same bed I sleep, right behind me. Oh, and I also saw a snail today and saved an ant from drowning.

You wait a lifetime to meet Someone who understands you, accepts you as you are. At the end, you find that Someone all along, has been you.

Richard Bach (via lynnerdo)

I just haven’t been able to make her stay always by my side. Yet.

Tumblr’s messaging system is like a radio channel to communicate from a boat you sail alone across an ocean with other lonely sailors that pass by. Practically all messages I receive are signals of love for the unknown. It’s a beautiful ocean and I’m so grateful.