yellow socks.

Why is it so bad to love a lot? I thought loving was a good thing. 'Fall in love with as many things as possible.' They say, and then judge you for the things or people you chose to fall in love with. I chose to love, and I chose to love a lot. Because it seems the only alternative is to hate. Would you rather be a lover or a hater?

Sorry for the lack of posts over the last few weeks, I've just recently returned from my amazing holiday in Thailand! Collecting lots and lots of inspiration and new ideas... What is your idea of paradise? Relaxing by a pool, your face in the sun? Crystal blue water, salty hair, sandy feet, room service? Maybe, late nights and loud music, new people, new friends, new experiences? Living life to the fullest. Or shopping, walking, looking, photos, memories? Well all these things are great, But my idea of paradise is the bed I can snuggle up in after a long trip, the walls I can cover in new photos and memories, the people I can tell my new stories to, the place where nothing is unfamiliar. The place I call home.