By what right does the wolf judge the lion
Anonymous asked: I just want you to know that you're adorable.
It’s easy to forget how much I love the summer when everything feels cold and far away. But now it’s closer and I can almost imagine what it’s like to feel sticky from sun screen and sweat. Splinters in my feet from the boardwalk and a stomach ache from too many fried Oreos. Lazy and happy and hot. Winter seems like a myth. Winter isn’t real.
Well, let it pass, he thought; April is over, April is over. There are all kinds...– F. Scott Fitzgerald, Magnetism (via theotherway)