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It’s so cute when…

My nan gets Facebook and her friends express how happy they are that they can communicate via social networking, I quote, ‘How could we have imagined, in 1950 that we’d be communicating like this’, then they procede to talk about the flower show. I love her!

doyouaioli:

I’ve become bent on documenting everything I see during my last two weeks in Uppsala, including plants lining the street on my walk home from a friend’s house. 

kelseeoncoffee:

oh look it’s my life.
kori-brazil:

― Frederick Buechner, Beyond Words: Daily Readings in the ABC’s of Faith
Flappers. The 20’s sets off a kind of passion inside of me. A passion that this world lacks. It’s beautiful.

You’ve no idea how much I wanted to kiss you tonight… Your just so perfect.

oceanofdaisies:

abso-fucking-lutely
On May 18 1997, an amazing, beautiful little girl was born, with so much hope for this world. Oh wait, that was me. I’m 15 now and my hope is plummeting. 15 innocent years. Oh well, as a wise Coldplay song once said, ‘I have no doubt, one day the sun, will come out’. Not so wise, and kind of irrelivant, but nevertheless, Happy 15th Birthday me. And my birthday wish you say? I wish for my generation and future generations, hold on to your childhood, milk it for as long as humanly possible. Because once it’s gone, it’s not coming back. Ha, all this from me, a little 15 year old…
THE WORST thing in the fucking world.