These Fleeting Moments

Some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle or end. Life is not about knowing, but having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next. i want to embrace all of my life's simplest moments. the smallest things that make the fondest memories.

Who should you marry? I'm so glad you asked.

myhusbandstumor:

Marry someone funny.

Marry someone who thinks you’re funny, especially when you’re really, really trying to be.

Marry someone who wears your clothing size—double your wardrobe, even if there’s a stack of off-limit t-shirts from his high school days that he gently explains are so precious he…

Summer Lovin'

myhusbandstumor:

Last Thursday, I faced one of my biggest fears and stood up in public and read out loud a piece of my own writing. In case you missed it (cough…MOM) here it is. Apologies in advance to every boy and man I ever dated before Aaron.

To me, summer has never been a season for love.

I’m pale…

Nothing ever happens when nothing else is happening.

—6.7.2014 (via myhusbandstumor)

a million of these moments, please.

myhusbandstumor:

My favorite moments are the smallest ones.

He perpetually traces a figure eight on my skin with the tip of his finger, a small, nervous habit I noticed on one of our earliest dates. Forever, forever, forever, an invisible infinity loop on my leg, my arm, the back of my hand.

At concerts, he…

sorelatable:

hate when i lose something and my parents says “well i guess u didnt care about it enough” like you’ve lost me in a grocery store before 

(via mooon-light)