spanning time.

Few things are to my liking, here you can find those things.


oh, and this is me whoring out my photography:
www.flickr.com/photos/chachoo

"I was alone
So I set a fire and I wasted it all on you
You were a sea I cannot remember
And I knew it’d be over soon
If I was a tree I know you couldn’t take it
On a Sunday afternoon
And we were a bridge on top of bodied water
With something left inside you"
— 1 year ago