Winter Sangria


Patience. It’s not something that comes innately to me. I might be the person with the least amount of it. I get angry when people are walking slowly. Taking up the whole escalator. Counting change at the counter. When the elevator doors won’t open quickly enough. I get impatient that I’m impatient. This time of year…

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Red Sangria


i wish life was like a glass of sangria. maybe it can’t though, otherwise you wouldn’t enjoy the sangria days when they come around, as much. t went to san diego this weekend and just fell madly, irrevocably, head over heels in love with that city. it’s a similar feeling i had to when i…

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