no one said it would be easy. no one ever said it would be this hard.

(image was found via pinterest)

the lyrics from this song in the title of this post is basically how i feel about the new diet i am trying for the next two weeks. 

no dairy 

no grains 

no sugar 

halp. 

more xmas tree pictures

happily by one direction

something i've been listening to recently

07.17.13. 

"but if i'm being totally honest maybe it isn't fine. maybe i'm mad about the fact that things never seem to work out. i mean all i want is a nice boyfriend. a relationship that's easy and fun. and i really don't think i'm asking for much, seriously. but i guess the last three years of my life prove otherwise. maybe i'm the girl who had that fantastic relationship in high school that ended terribly and that's it for me. it just seems so much easier for everyone else. they break up with someone. they do the whole being single thing for a little while, but then they get back in the game and find someone better and they're happy." 

a piece of writing from the hard copy of "the diaries of liz" also known as my journal. 

and five months later it is still so relevant. 

"she moved on, and 

i feel sorry for you, 

because she thought 

you were the most amazing boy every. 

if she could have had any guy

in the world, 

she still would have picked you. 

now, you're just 

another part of her past, 

a memory more faded every day. 

and somehow she'll find the one 

she deserves, and he will make her 

the happiest girl in the world."

on the hunt for christmas trees

it's kind of amazing how much a clean room and laundry finally finished can make you feel like you have your life together

so over people who cancel on plans last minute. like please stop, kay, thanks.

i don't know what's worse
feeling everything at once, or nothing at all.

life continues, but instead of it being an unknown dynamic process it seems as though i am simply going through the motions. it's almost as though i am living my life like i'm watching from the outside.

things that use to be important no longer have value. school. friends. work.

and i know that this isn't how things are suppose to be. i just don't know how to change it. and i have no desire to.

lonesome dreams by lord huron

in his blue gardens men and girls came and went like moths among the whisperings and the champagne and the stars

F. Scott Fitzgerald 

The Great Gatsby

tonight i rolled the windows down even though it was freezing 
and i turned the radio up 
and i let the cold air whip my hair around 
i smiled because it's winter and i'm not even sad 

maybe you don't see people looking at you 
because you aren't looking at them 

maybe you don't hear all the good things people say about you 
because you're too focused on the bad 

maybe you're a lot more wonderful, beautiful and special than you ever give yourself credit for 

- unknown 

missing the atlantic 

2:36 AM

2 am is for the poets who 

can't sleep because their 

minds are alive with words 

for someone who's not there 

for the alcoholics drinking 

themselves into amnesia to 

forget someone who left 

2 am is not for the lovers 

asleep in each other's arms 

it is for the lonely, the ones 

who are in love with the 

loved but are not loved in 

return 

l.s. 

"sometimes i get so sad, so sad that i completely shut down. i stare blankly at the wall and it doesn't matter what you say to me, because in that moment i do not exist"

"we accept the love we think we deserve"

"her heart was a secret garden and the walls were very high"

and for a moment the whole world was gold

not all who wander are lost

"a good laugh and a long night sleep are the two best cures for anything"

self portrait 

warsan shire

how far have you walked for men who've never held you're feet in their laps? how often have you bartered with bones, only to sell yourself short? why do you find the unavailable so alluring? where did it begin? what went wrong? and who made you feel so worthless? if they wanted you, wouldn't they have chosen you? all this time, you were begging for love silently, thinking they couldn't hear you, but they smelt it on you, you must have known they could taste the desperate on your skin. and what about the others that would do anything for you, why did you make them love you until your could not stand it? how are you both of these women, both flightly and needful? where did you learn this, to want what does not want you? where did you learn this, to leave those that want to stay?

you make lists in your head about what you want in a lover, like brown hair and a sweet voice. a sharp mind and a soft heart, a sense of humour that actually makes you laugh like you mean it. this and that. and it's all bullshit. because people aren't lists. and i've always wanted to be the person who made someone realize that. i want to come across someone with a list in their head that is nothing like the person that i am, and i want to show them what they didn't even know they were looking for. people who think they know what they want are fooling themselves. nobody really knows what or who they want. not until it's right in front of them. 

{marianna paige}

from the streets of new york 

cause baby you're a firework 

you tried to change didn't you?
closed your mouth more
tried to be softer
prettier
less volatile, less awake
but even when sleeping you could feel him travelling away from you in his dreams
so what did you want to do love
split his head open?
you can't make homes out of human beings
someone should have already told you that
and if he wants to leave
then let him leave
you are terrifying
and strange and beautiful
something not everyone knows how to love

{warsan shire}

the rain keeps falling and so  we'll keep burying ourselves into this bed 

{tyler knott gregson} 

the chex cereal that didn't stand a chance 

it's a new personal favourite around here 

simple things found at the cottage

early morning tea 

accompanied by a movie in bed 

things like this make early mornings not so terrible

farmer's market flowers 

one of the many things i love about summer 

the view from my break room 

back to the daily grind 

a favourite quote, now on my walls

early mornings

movie date with my father

we saw "the company you keep". i would really recommend it. i have a new found love for shia labeouf now. 

rainy day, hunters, and acid wash

^^^ shirt: urban outfitters, tee: aerie, leggings: h&m, rain boots: hunter ^^^

dear rain, 

today you were appreciated. thank you for dark clouds which made sleeping in a lot easier. 

dear red oversized sweater, 

thank you for being the perfect sweater to sleep in. i think you are my favourite right now. 

dear mango tea, 

you are delicious. 

dear rain boots, 

i think i fall more and more in love with you every time i wear you. 

dear acid wash shirt {courtesy of my sister}, 

i think you're growing on me. 

dear chalkboard wall, 

you are awesome. 

pier 14

beer?

so i saw this pin and thought it was pretty cute. so i tried to find the artsy part of me and attempt to recreate it. 

baby bunnies

 our cousins found an abandoned nest of baby bunnies a couple days ago and we finally had a chance to go over and visit. and oh my goodness my heart melted. they are SO tiny {seriously i don't think these photos do justice} and they all cuddle together. and they have tiny ears and tiny little tales. and i could just spend all day staring at them.

things to do before breakfast

via 

the most unusual thing

i was going through pictures and came across these from the fall.