Once upon a time, there was a boy. He lived in a village that no longer exists, in a house that no longer exists, on the edge of a field that no longer exists, where everything was discovered, and everything was possible. A stick could be a sword, a pebble could be a diamond, a tree, a castle. Once upon a time, there was a boy who lived in a house across the field, from a girl who no longer exists. They made up a thousand games. She was queen and he was king. In the autumn light her hair shone like a crown. They collected the world in small handfuls, and when the sky grew dark, and they parted with leaves in their hair.
Once upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl, and her laughter was a question he wanted to spend his whole life answering
—Nicole Krauss
I like your messy hair, I like the clothes you wear
I like the way you sing, and when you dance with me
—Kyle Andrews
Listen to Anthony Evans sing!!
Love is best defined by one simple number:
The amount of times that you’re willing to simply roll your eyes at your significant other’s shenanigans
Officially Moved
Well this is officially my new blog.
Old Blog: http://kellythecloud.wordpress.com
Really Old Blog: http://kellyann3223.blogspot.com
Really Horribly Old Embarrassing First Blog Ever That is Funny Enough to Put On Here: http://kellyjoluvsorcas.xanga.com



