家,平凡普通却无可替代,

又想家了

想回家了

每次回家的路程总是特别雀跃

一点也不累

可是明明一样的距离,时间,地点

那为什么离开的时候却特别地疲累

就像是脚被绑着很重的石头

每一步都走的好苦...

家,平凡普通却无可替代,

又想家了

想回家了

每次回家的路程总是特别雀跃

一点也不累

可是明明一样的距离,时间,地点

那为什么离开的时候却特别地疲累

就像是脚被绑着很重的石头

每一步都走的好苦...

Her name is Sting.

This shall be her short and sweet introduction.

These are the little things that make her world go round.


Long bus rides. Fancy ribbons. Warm cappucino. Pretty bags. Beach cycling. Decorating cupcakes. Falling in love. Hearing your favorite song on the radio. Scrolling in the rain. Lying in bed listening to the rain outside. Milkshakes. Bubble baths. Giggling. Long convo’s late at night. The beach. Running through sprinklers. Laughing at an inside joke. Laughing at yourself. Laughing so hard your stomach hurts. Laughing for absolutely no reason at all. Just plain laughing. Having someone tell you that you’re beautiful. Friends. Accidentally overhearing someone say something nice about you. Waking up and realizing you still have a few hours left to sleep. First kisses. Making new friends or spending time with old ones. Playing with a new puppy. Sweet dreams. Hot chocolate. Road trips with friends. Making chocolate chip cookies. Holding hands with someone you care about. Watching the sunrise. Watching a sunset. Getting out of bed in the morning after sleeping in and looking out the window to see its sunny, birds are chirping, and kids are playing. A journey with friends.Talking wuth friends.Family.Knowing tht someboday care&love you.Knowing that somebody misses you.


The one you're dying to be ;)
Love me, hate me, I don't care.

About The Girl