and it was such an amazing day that I really didn't want to leave the park so I cried and rolled on the floor begging my friends to stay a little longer I was hoping Universal Studios to grant me an annual pass so I don't need to pay to come in again at least for this year yeah it didn't happen it was hella embarrassing ohh i tried

Crazy little thing called love but what's love maybe that's something people like us will never understand but we still go after it we swim and swim and swim and look for it knowing it will never be there

the words above is totally random and I haven't thought of anything nice to write about La Jolla yet so please chill and go see some other posts i would 10/10 recommend u check back later cuz yes im full of surprise just like life

Something about New York City keeps me alive. But I can't exactly tell you what it is. Maybe it's the lights. Maybe it's the vibes. Maybe it's the history of this interesting city. Or maybe it's the people.

Oh yes, the people. The strangers in New York City. How weird it is to feel familiar with people you've only met for the first time. Wandering the streets of Manhattan, oddly I felt a sense of belonging by looking at all the different faces on the streets of New York City.

They said that New York City is magical. She is exceptionally beautiful in winter, people would go ice-skating at the Rockefeller Center despite the harsh winter wind.

Neither did I believe in magic or love at first sight, until the day I took this picture.