Just an aspiring photographer trying to find where she stands in this place called life.
Monday, March 15, 2010
children no longer.
Wouldn't it be great if the only thing holding us down was a seat of rubber and metal handles? When we still believed we could fly? But it's just another memory, locked up for now.
Wouldn't it be great if the only thing holding us down was a seat of rubber and metal handles? When we still believed we could fly? But it's just another memory, locked up for now.
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