lookbookdotnu:

You’re a dream to me (by Joselin (lily) R)

heav3nsent:

Teddy Roosevelt’s diary entry from the day his wife died. He never spoke of her death again.

Congratulations to all my beloved friends. 3 years gone so fast, but these 3 years was no doubt the best. Made a hell lot of friends, got into all sorts of trouble, fell in and out of love, growing up. Graduating is hard, because not only does it bring us to the next phase of life - university, and adulthood, but also the hardest of all - the possibility of never meeting the same people again.

To all my dearest friends, it was an honor.