italia

how i miss thee.

it constantly indulged my fascination with ruined buildings

city inners

i do love the outskirts of los angeles

and the smog makes for a beautiful sunset

something is

a bit off.

mr. nano

mr. blog, meet mr. nano.

she is love

they were in our minds until forever

 

 you can learn a lot about a person by the people they surround themselves with.

weathery

last day of summer

civic duty

"why?"

the napkin ambitions of a twelve year old

the dreams of my sister; transcribed by my mother.

[she believes number four will be easier to accomplish after she dies because she will just be able to "fly around" to all the seven wonders.]

oh the glory of being young.

days

oh summer of love.
love of summer.