Take nothing for granted. Even a rock will eventually surrender to the sea and love can slip away like sand through fingers.
— Michael Faudet
To me, sunsets are always beautiful, there’s nothing denying that. There’s something magical about them. You can’t help but to stop and admire it, for a few seconds or until it disappears for another day. And for each day, each sunset is different, each one is unique, each one is special. That’s why they are beautiful
Green sweater, yellow stool
We found this quiet court yard in the Northbridge to enjoy our cold bubble teas. It was in the late afternoon so the sun was spilling its warmth into the court yard. My friend did not want this picture to be used (secretly she does) but that’s ok, she’s not on tumblr and we just won’t tell her.