Moments. <3
(via seat-belt-hands)
Julia.painfully beautiful.
Jenny understands. Jenny knows that sometimes hearts feel as though they might explode. That sometimes it hurts to feel so much. But that sometimes, most of the times, feeling so much is really the most beautiful, painfully beautiful, thing about being alive.
(Source: lyyanna)
"We still hadn’t learned, though, that growing up is all about getting hurt. And then getting over it. You hurt. You recover. You move on. Odds are pretty good you’re just going to get hurt again. But each time, you learn something. Each time, you come out of it a little stronger, and at some point you realize that there are more flavors of pain than coffee. There’s the little empty pain of leaving something behind – graduating, taking the next step forward, walking out of something familiar and safe into the unknown. There’s the big, whirling pain of life upending all of your plans and expectations. There’s the sharp little pains of failure, and the more obscure aches of successes that didn’t give you what you thought they would. There are the vicious, stabbing pains of hopes being torn up. The sweet little pains of finding others, giving them your love, and taking joy in their life they grow and learn. There’s the steady pain of empathy that you shrug off so you can stand beside a wounded friend and help them bear their burdens. Pain is a part of life. Sometimes it’s a big part, and sometimes it isn’t, but either way, it’s a part of the big puzzle, the deep music, the great game."
Jim Butcher (via an-introspective-heart)
<3
(Source: creatingaquietmind, via hennnypotter)
(engineeringdreams:thecatzblog)
I start my pediatric-surgery rotation tomorrow and I’m a little bit terrified-don’t-want-to-do-it-nope.
but
also
Bailey and Jenny are coming to Nueva York next week and I’m a little bit excitified-going-to-pee-my-pants-yes.
HAPPIEST OF BIRTHDAYS TO MY SUNSHINE! I love you SO MUCH babe. So. Much. I Hope you have the most spectacular day.☀💙🌊 (Taken with Instagram at my heart)
Backyard tattoo parlor.
The kind where you get to wear jammies and sip coffee and watch ducks search for grubs while you wait for your turns to get some work done.