lavender summers and lilac dreams.
|becca. a young 20-something trying to figure out her way in life. lover of languages, traveling, music, reading, lavender, the smell of lilacs in early june, family & friends. here are my thoughts and things that inspire me.|
You are the feeling of the first sip of hot coffee on a crisp winter morning.
You are the feeling of first hitting the bed...
I’ve waited a hundred years, but I’d wait a million more for you
Nothing prepared me for what the privilege of being yours would do.
It will be...