so i stick around.

when i'm with you i have fun.

to travel away from each other.

you knew just what i was there for.

without a dream in my heart.

maybe you would have been something i'd be good at.

men who march away.

angie crabtree.

we both lay there shaking.

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so i'm counting on your fingers.

there is more fog outside my window than i think i have ever seen in my entire life.

i'm coming up only to show you wrong.

fear is the heart of love.

just the essence of daily life captured through ten lenses.

10 photographers. 10 photos each. All taken on 10/10/10. A single day represented in 100 photographs.

he called me babe.

my friend paula just sent this. she said it reminded her of me. i don't know exactly why. but i do know it's super sweet. watch the way the little eskimo boy pulls the stars out of the sky.

moon signs and wine.

meet me in san francisco.

you will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.

The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that
never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm
on some idle Tuesday.