–81: “that was the thing. you never got used to it, the idea of someone being gone. just when you think it’s reconciled, accepted, someone points it out to you, and it just hits you all over again, that shocking.”

sunsets always held lots of meaning to me: they were always a beautiful sight to behold, a conclusion to the day, a spark of hope for a better tomorrow, an artistic inspiration for a better blend of colours in a technicolour life (and whatever else you may interpret it as) but for today, the sunset…

“he was proud of her, he admired her, and at that moment he was conscious of life as something good and he fell in love with her all over again. this consciousness of love took the form of a deep patience inhabiting him, rather than a feeling of cheer or even hope”.

day 6 of APAD and I feel rather reminiscent— was scrolling through my instagram account and found this photo I posted two years ago (!!!) it thus goes without saying that I felt like I just HAD to post this on day 6 new beginnings date: 1st february, 2012 “He was proud of her, he…