Cold nights, hot coffee, and good music

Fall has always been my favorite season. The time when everything bursts with its last beauty, as if nature had been saving up all year for the grand finale.

I love borders. August is the border between summer and autumn; it is the most beautiful month I know. Twilight is the border between day and night, and the shore is the border between sea and land. The border is longing; when both have fallen in love but still haven’t said anything. The border is to be on the way. It is the way that is the most important thing.

I smell your coffee you smell my peppermint tea. This is our morning.

all of the characters in the yugioh intro look like their parents told them to do something they dont want to do