i'm not sad anymore.

i'm just tired of this place.
the weight of the world be okay if it would pick a shoulder to lean on,
so i could stand up straight.

this time last year was the time when i realized that i had fallen in love with my best friend after he had become a complete necessity in my life.

and now, this year i'm posting corny and clichéd couple-ly pictures of he and i spending spring break together at the beach on my blog.

we went to my grandmother's house for 3 days. she lives in a small town which is only a few miles away from holden beach, nc. it was a short yet much-needed break.


meet liz, my grandmother's cat. she hates me.



katarina came along. katarina is a funny lady.



mary's gone wildso basically there's this woman named mary who has gone wild and created a wonderland out of tree houses and bottles and all things beautiful. she has turned junk into art and i can't get enough of it. her little place on the side of the road caught lonnie's eye so we stopped, and it was probably the best thing we could've done.i have been going to this small town beach since i was born, and i have yet to discover all of this.























i could've stayed for hours. there was so much to take in. the only way to describe it was absolutely magical.







they weren't even really sleeping. the end.