Sunday, April 13, 2008
Saturday..

Carved and etched in stone..

Fuck, i hate the way the portrait pictures gets so pixelated.

A flower for you?

Dead...

Main gate road.

Rambutan look-a-like..

Gracefully arched..

There's always light after the darkness..

Together..

A mother's love for her child..

Yes, gloomy..

Freaky that insects are learning how to write..

Gloom..

Sitting there, in silence, taking in the scenary..

Kiri.. or is it kanan?

Shooting someone, shooting someone, being shot.

Toilet break =x

Our part time model for awhile..

Sitting by the pond..

Ducky..

Duckies..

Now, who was drinking out of the plants?

Fuck, i hate the way the portrait pictures gets so pixelated.
Oh, i said it already.

Sprouting..

No more..
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I feel, its for the best.
Blame my pride, blame my impulsitivity, blame my narrow-minded-one-solution mind.
[ Servant of God ] | 2:51 AM |