its all for the best.

wandering star.

thinking about my birthday and how awesome it was. <3 (jm.tm.ap.hp)

i can get us out of here tonight.

this makes me want a daughter.

i want you to wait for me.

find better times.

you are the bluest light.

last night, friends and i went to the gardner museum after hours. it was pretty spooky at night. but i still want to live there. then we went to my place, sat on the floor around a little table, drank sangria, ripped apart a loaf of fresh bread, dipped it in olive oil and pretended that we were in italy for a bit. it was lovely.

on the prowl.

i really want a leopard coat.

so the story goes.

watched this movie the other day. amazing costumes.

white light inside of you.

today is the perfect day to make a fort.

i can still see the marks from when you steadied the ship.

this looks ideal right now.

over the boat and into the water.

faces on film, thank you for getting me through late-night midterm studying.

tears don't matter much.

noon as dark as midnight.

you know its almost winter when all you want is tea.

(vicky, if you can't find any mugs they're probably in my room...=))

i know you didn't mean it.

apple picking in an undetermined town in upstate new york. two mannings, krista and i. about 4 bushels. stopped for pumpkins on the way home. baked an apple crisp with mrs. manning. drank punkin ale and played balderdash. lovely fall day. (oh, and the mannings have their own apple picker).