Make Me Admiratio.
My tumblr is completely me. My feelings, my hopes, and everything in between.

And by the way, admiratio is "wonder" in Latin.

Twitter @taylorxbritton
next
Anonymous asked: BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD!!! Once you are given this award, you are supposed to paste it in the ask of 8 people who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing will happen, but it’s sweet to know someone thinks your beautiful inside and out you deserve it lovely <33

Thank you anon, you’re lovely (:

(4:38pm)
❝

And one day you just wake up and realize, you’re okay. Time has passed, you have your future of you. Without knowing it, you’ve let go of the very thing that’s been holding you down. The absence of the burden has a freeing effect.

It’s the most wonderful feeling in the world.

(3:30pm)
When people ask me where my favorite place to be is, this is the spot. To an occasional person just passing by, it&#8217;s nothing special- just a few rocking chairs and a table arranged on the front porch of a small white house on a corner. In fact, for Cape May, it&#8217;s quite in the ordinary. But to me, it&#8217;s so much more. It&#8217;s where I drink coffee in the morning, watching the sun slowly extend its rays on the street. It&#8217;s where I can see everybody passing by, yet nobody can see me. It&#8217;s where my best friend and I convene to after a long day on the beach, listening to music in comfortable silence. It&#8217;s where I&#8217;ve discovered a favorite song, broke someone&#8217;s heart, taken one of my best photographs, and let myself wonder for hours on end. It&#8217;s home.

When people ask me where my favorite place to be is, this is the spot. To an occasional person just passing by, it’s nothing special- just a few rocking chairs and a table arranged on the front porch of a small white house on a corner. In fact, for Cape May, it’s quite in the ordinary. But to me, it’s so much more.

It’s where I drink coffee in the morning, watching the sun slowly extend its rays on the street. It’s where I can see everybody passing by, yet nobody can see me. It’s where my best friend and I convene to after a long day on the beach, listening to music in comfortable silence. It’s where I’ve discovered a favorite song, broke someone’s heart, taken one of my best photographs, and let myself wonder for hours on end.

It’s home.
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]

“They say love ain’t nothing but a sore
I don’t even know what love is
Too many tears have had to fall
Don’t you know I’m so tired of it all…”

24937 listens

(6:19pm)