ANNIE. 22. POLISH LIVING IN ICELAND.
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Anniversary.

After whole year of relationship I still get flowers with no specific reason, like it happened today. I´m happy in a way that I have never been able to imagine. It´s not always all pinky, like between everyone, but at the end of the day I feel blessed. Blessed to walk through my life side by side with someone like Him. 

Our trip to Poland was not the easiest one. Hospitals, my whole family and friends meeting (and judging…) the person I chose to be with. All of that put us in many not necessarily the most comfortable situations. We were struggling a lot but I feel like it made us stronger. He embraced all the awkwardness in the way I was praying He would. As an effect everyone fell in love with Him, same as I did over a year ago. 

Even though I miss home incredibly, I know that staying here for now is the right thing to do. I know I belong with Him and He belongs with me.

We have enormous plans. Moving to another country, travels, following our dreams. And somehow deep in my heart I know that no matter what will happen, I won´t end up alone.

I just needed to let it out somewhere.

I love my new home, Iceland.
#landscape #perlan #pearl #snow #winter #moutains #reykjavik #iceland #thesmallestbigcity (at Perlan - The Pearl)
bienenkiste:

Sasha Pivovarova by Willy Vanderperre for V Magazine Spring 2006
untrustyou:

Mario Pucic
Dear Santa,

I’m scared to admit it but I think I finally got to the place which I was aiming for during last year. After so many months of struggle I succeeded in explaining myself that my past can’t determine presence in any way. Despite an enormous fear that was left after my last emotional commitment I’ve decided to open myself to the most wonderful person I’ve met in my life. I’m still the same person I’ve always been but somehow he manages to get the best out of me. He is my rock and I swear, I’m trying my best to be his. He sees me the way that no one ever had. Every day I’m looking at him and I can’t believe how lucky I’m to have him by my side. Even now, when he is sleeping right next to me snoring, I want to lay down and let him hug me cause then I feel like his arms are not only embracing my waist but, what’s more important, my heart and soul. I’ve never felt that safe, calm and happy.

So Dear Santa, I can’t find a way to thank you for what you gave me this year. All I can do is to promise you that I will try to not fuck this up.

70years:

mario pucic
daozy:

I wish