ellemenoh

Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back. That’s part of what it means to be alive. But inside our heads - at least that’s where I imagine it - there’s a little room where we store those memories. A room like the stacks in this library. And to understand the workings of our own heart we have to keep on making new reference cards. We have to dust things off every once in awhile, let in fresh air, change the water in the flower vases. In other words, you’ll live forever in your own private library. (Haruki Murakami) Welcome to my own private library… xo.

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Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back. That’s part of what it means to be alive. But inside our heads - at least that’s where I imagine it - there’s a little room where we store those memories. A room like the stacks in this library. And to understand the workings of our own heart we have to keep on making new reference cards. We have to dust things off every once in awhile, let in fresh air, change the water in the flower vases. In other words, you’ll live forever in your own private library. (Haruki Murakami) Welcome to my own private library… xo.

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grayskymorning : > Marnie Hawson > 

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thenoblehome : > (via Sweet & Sour > )

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Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back. That’s part of what it means to be alive. But inside our heads - at least that’s where I imagine it - there’s a little room where we store those memories. A room like the stacks in this library. And to understand the workings of our own heart we have to keep on making new reference cards. We have to dust things off every once in awhile, let in fresh air, change the water in the flower vases. In other words, you’ll live forever in your own private library. (Haruki Murakami) Welcome to my own private library… xo.

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saysthloving : >>  “If you hesitate between me and another person, don’t choose >>  me.” >  > —

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Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back. That’s part of what it means to be alive. But inside our heads - at least that’s where I imagine it - there’s a little room where we store those memories. A room like the stacks in this library. And to understand the workings of our own heart we have to keep on making new reference cards. We have to dust things off every once in awhile, let in fresh air, change the water in the flower vases. In other words, you’ll live forever in your own private library. (Haruki Murakami) Welcome to my own private library… xo.

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everlytrue : >  

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everlytrue : >  

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Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back. That’s part of what it means to be alive. But inside our heads - at least that’s where I imagine it - there’s a little room where we store those memories. A room like the stacks in this library. And to understand the workings of our own heart we have to keep on making new reference cards. We have to dust things off every once in awhile, let in fresh air, change the water in the flower vases. In other words, you’ll live forever in your own private library. (Haruki Murakami) Welcome to my own private library… xo.

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Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back. That’s part of what it means to be alive. But inside our heads - at least that’s where I imagine it - there’s a little room where we store those memories. A room like the stacks in this library. And to understand the workings of our own heart we have to keep on making new reference cards. We have to dust things off every once in awhile, let in fresh air, change the water in the flower vases. In other words, you’ll live forever in your own private library. (Haruki Murakami) Welcome to my own private library… xo.

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zion-and-babylon : > God is no stranger to pain. When you cry to Him, He isn’t looking > down on you and saying, “Here we go again.” He’s leaning down, > feel...

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My little thumb sucker napping in Luciana’s crib. #sorryjose #pinkeverything

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Hello 👋🏼 from my little ⓕⓞⓤⓡ month old! Jose is a little chunk of a boy, so we’ve been calling him our Gordito! He’s getting pretty quick at rolling from his back to his belly a...

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Mommy’s lil bandit just peed through his diaper #ThatDoubleChinThough 😍

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Always with a hand on my boob 🙈😍#ILoveHisSquishyFace

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Most mornings around here begin this way. 📚

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So much love for this handsome boy ⭐️✨

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