expectations of summer: going to the beach every day, water fights, parties, random day trips, barbecues
reality of summer: moving your laptop so that the sunlight doesn't reflect on the screen when you're trying to blog
You are indescribable my dear. You are like the stars, jupiter, mars, the moon and the sun all merged into one. You are difficult and hard to figure, like quantum science. But you are so beautiful in every way. It’s as if you were made to be pulchritudinous and exquisite like a diamond, like fractals and art. You are unpredictable, just like a meteor waiting to strike the earth and waiting to stun me. You are the universe.
Unknown (via modernshaman)