have you met the flutterbies in my tummy?

lulu, mimi, peter, george and billy.


its going to be a good sunday.

just suddenly..

"With the sound of the ocean crashing,
7:30 Friday evening,
Everything comes tumbling down
I choke back each tear that bleeds,
I'd rather rest forever in your arms
I'd rather stay here, than go,
But I know that I should leave
As I sit here helpless
I think of our time together,
Is it faded, or am I dreaming?
Everything you said lives on
I cherish our memory
I wanna kiss your tears away tonight
It's hard to give up the one you never thought you'd leave"

august in bethany - the juliana theory


goodnight, someone who's about to go to bed.