I'm only human.

I'm Erin. My heart belongs to a boy named Steven. I enjoy stargazing. Traveling. Meaningful conversations. Pea Green. Teal Blue. Candles. Long walks. Sushi. Looking through photography albums. Spending hours in Barns and Noble. Being the best friend. Getting to know people. Carmel. Holding hands. Cooking. The sound of rain. Cuddling. Christmas lights. Listening to heart beats. Good music. Happiness. Getting the butterflies. French inhaling. Museums. Art galleries. Traveling. Making a difference. Being the one people can count on. Honesty. Young Life. Hugs. Being embraced. Driving. Sleeping in nothing but the sheets. Sleeping in. Good times. Laughing till it hurts. Observing. Deep V-necks. Big T-shirts. Tattoos. No make up. Learning. Hearing other's stories. Movies. Being a hopeless romantic. Green tea. Back rubs. Long hair. Understanding. Kissing. Never letting go. Beautiful people.

the few times I’ve gone snorkelling this is the most intensely scary but amazing thing about it, the bit where the reef ends and it suddenly just drops off and you cant see the bottom or what’s down there, and you swim over the edge and suddenly you’re in open water, and you feel so vulnerable like you’re a fish that lives on the reef, and you finally understand finding nemo 

the few times I’ve gone snorkelling this is the most intensely scary but amazing thing about it, the bit where the reef ends and it suddenly just drops off and you cant see the bottom or what’s down there, and you swim over the edge and suddenly you’re in open water, and you feel so vulnerable like you’re a fish that lives on the reef, and you finally understand finding nemo 

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