twenty4. seattle. medium tall. thinker, dreamer. writing & photography hobbyist. believes in heaven and the living God. can be found on beaches, museums, playgrounds, malls, markets,... but mostly at home. expert bargain hunter, excellent secret-keeper, movie fanatic, tv show addict, & food devourer. sometimes a bad friend, but a good listener. iced vanilla lattes. frank lloyd wright. dr seuss. serious sweet-tooth: cotton candy & haribo-anything. big city girl stuck in a small city world. always wants to make sense of the things that don't make sense. flawed to the core but she is loved. the 1 corinthians 13 kind of love.
Dear Friend,
I believe you will have the right to be someone’s friend once you can be the person to see the potential that they won’t or don’t see in themselves. And that person will not have the right to have you as a friend until they break down a part of their wall and let you in (or at least throw you a rope so you can climb over).
NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY
