
“i’ve hung my happiness on what it all could be. and what it all could be. what it all, what it all could be.” i want to be a self-taught botanist. i want to acquire a bicycle and ride … Continue reading
“i’ve hung my happiness on what it all could be. and what it all could be. what it all, what it all could be.” i want to be a self-taught botanist. i want to acquire a bicycle and ride … Continue reading
sometimes, a song says it all.. won’t you come here? you know the way, it’s the one you made. built it in the sky, all that’s in your eye now not the same. watch it tumble down, falling all around. … Continue reading
i just finished watching jordan vogt-roberts’ the kings of summer, an endearing sundance film [2013] centered around the lives of three teenage boys and their escape into the wilderness. instead of dealing with their bizarre / overbearing families, they build … Continue reading