When you come to the edge of all that you know, you must believe one of two...– The Summer King, O.R. Melling (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
reminds me of the time Digby lay on my lap, squirmed a little and then asked if...– the 4 year old reminding me I have a LONG way to go in the battle to lose the baby weight (via fourgoingonfive)
this morning i broke a favourite vintage cup and bawled for way longer than was appropriate. at first i thought all the tears were because i will probably never replace that little cup. but when i finally pulled myself up off the kitchen floor i realised that i feel as broken as that cup right now. but, you know, that special little cup has become a catalyst. as i scraped the pieces into the bin i...