'l-o-v-e is just another word i've never learned to pronounce'

summer has been splendid.

swimming, tanning, pina coladas, partying, and friends.

it's been, just, simply, splendid.

and it's only the beginning.

so today i was getting ready for church, and the song fifteen by taylor swift came on.. my dad likes that song. or at least im pretty sure.. and it's kinda funny, cause you can see how a dad such as mine and many other girls would like that song, if you listen to the lyrics.

'cause when you're fifteen, and somebody tells you they love you, you're gonna believe them'

is that true for most fifteen year olds? i mean, i'm only fourteen as of now, and i think that if my current boyfriend told me he loved me, i'd have conflicting feelings.

saying 'i love you' has kind of lost it's sense of importance in society.

dont you think?

'oh fine, but i love you anyways'

'you know i love you'

'love ya'

'ily'

it's slowly losing it's meaning, it's being twisted up and tangled and redefined.

So what's your definition of love? Cause i thought i knew, but i guess i dont.

'this case the worst evolved, so now let's watch it fall'

apparently you arent supposed to put words on your pictures. but whatever.

today i washed the car, and then hung out at the pool with meine Freundin (pictured above)

we had virgin pina coladas, mmm!

NEW FOUND BAND! 'Go Periscope'

what are you doing just sitting there, GO CHECK EM OUT!

there's a house in new orleans, they call the rising sun...

First off, if Anna is reading this, shout out to you, because i havent talked to you in FOREVER! :)

second off; i feel splendid today, minus the minimal feelings of wonder and worry that are floating around in the back of my head.

Trust.

It's something we take lightly.

But should we?

Love.

It's something we take lightly.

But should we?

So then;

does trust = love?

more like a jumbled thought.

how far can you go without...

  

getting burned. making a mistake. getting hurt. losing it all?

how far is;

five steps. one yes. one no. three miles.

a nod, a shake of the head.

how much can you lose..

with a smile. a frown. a distinct movement. the wrong decision.

nothing. a lifetime. a minute. a second.

and

who will you disappoint, who will you please...

with that one decision. that one smile. that one shake of the head.

those five steps. those three miles.

that forever changed, that minutely affected, lifetime, minute, or second.

because we're all playing with fire, and we all want to know.

how far is too far. how close is too close?

and

what can i do without getting burned?

it's not really a poem. just a jumbled up thought. this thing called 'thinking' causes them.

it's not really a good jumbled up thought even.

'it might look better if you'd smile.'

Another Day, Another Waiting Game.

Set Apart This Dream.

30 Hours. You Will Be Hungry.

candid shots; FTW.

[sometimes all you can do is] fake a smile.

It's Not Me It's You. {Skillet}

so basically two of same picture. small diferences.

i hate the feeling where it's like, that one thing you thought you'd never have to worry about, and then you end up having to worry about it.

it's like irony comes and just bites your butt.

Afternoon Edits

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