I love smoking spliffs on my roof and watching the sun set or trying to count all the stars until I get dizzy. I hang out up there even when I’m not drying my laundry now. It’s become a a habit during the weekdays. After sunset, the view isn’t even anything spectacular but I think I just love it because I’m literally in love with this country. I still have a month left here but I started to mentally (&sometimes physically😫) try hug literally everything 2 weeks ago. Throughout the day, I fight the urge to cling on to something or someone that I associate with Sevilla. I recognize that my love for this place has a lot to do with my more peaceful life here but I’m still soooo attached. This past weekend, I traveled to Rome, Pisa, Florence, and then back to Rome in three days. Today, I went ham at the gym and had did a shit ton of work at school. I want to keep traveling and try to see as many things as possible but I also want to stay here and soak up Sevilla 😐
I’m addicted to fruit 🍎🍇🍊🍉🍏this is my third orange and second kiwi today. And this morning, I had an apple after I ate chocolate cookies for breakfast 🍪🍪🍪😄
omg I just want to bury my face into my baby’s neck and smother him with love
This is the love lock bridge in Paris, France where couples come to write their names on locks, attach them to the bridge, and then throw the key into the river. Apparantly, it’s mainly for tourists and parisians hate it.
One day, I’m going to go back to Paris with my husband and do this. I understand how I may seem to other people but I sure as hell don’t need them pointing it out because, they don’t know why I am the way I am. Being realistic doesnt make me a negative person and it sure as hell doesn’t mean that I hate sappy shit like this. Cuz I love sappy shit like this, thank you very much.