Come on summer
confused to say the least. First shots with new SLR. 2007.
i can still feel your pulse
last night I dreamt I was drowning, it was eerie and beautiful. last night I dreamt I was drowning and you were there in the morning.
Paris c'est magique.
sometimes I look through the window to see if you're standing there
for Erika
yellow
tattoo, wet hair and collar bone
young love is a breath of fresh air that makes you very tired
Cambridge