At eighteen our convictions are hills from which we look; at forty-five they are...– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via newyorkcitylights)
2011: Baby, you light up my world like nobody else.
1836: Infant, thee enlighten thy globe like no other.
I don’t know if you’ve ever noticed this, but first impressions are often...– Lemony Snicket (via coello)
I remember my first day of MIDDLE SCHOOL..
I walked the halls looking like where the fuck are my classes: Now I walk the halls like I was born in them: