Thursday, November 12, 2009
And one day we will die
And our ashes will fly from the aeroplane over the sea
But for now we are young
Let us lay in the sun
And count every beautiful thing we can see
--in an aeroplane over the sea, Neutral Milk Hotel
it's a nice fall day here, away from water, somewhere between hills...and nothing. enjoy it before someone ruins it with conversation...and nothing.
someone is coming. Holga. Kodak Porta VC400.
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