Je vois la vie en rose & I'm crazy in love with Paris

I don't think Paris is overrated at all. I've heard from many friends who came here searching to fulfill that excitement and expectations who left with broken dreams.

I guess this is where I'm different. If you've met as many disappointed friends as I have, then you'll naturally lower your bars for Paris. I've always been intrigued about Parisian culture, but I've somewhat believed that this city of love, was merely just a given title.

But I was wrong.

This. Is. The city of love. I've fallen in love with Paris, and it breaks me to leave Paris soon. Call me silly, but part of me wish to come back. For real.

Until then Paris,
Love. xx

You're talking, yet you're not saying anything

July is moving way too fast. In fact, these last few weeks has been a little out of hand for me. I don't know what's going to happen and I'm worrying about the fact that I'm not even remotely worried at all. There is a huge change happening back at home, probably one of the biggest that has happened in my life. So I should be heading back home soon. Real soon. But I'm starting to change my mind

What could go wrong if I just pack my bags and run away? The wheel keeps spinning and I wish it could slow down for me to live in the moment