Fifteen

Fourteen

Four teens walked along a lonely road
But they were not alone
They were four
Four teens

(What?)

It was raining a lot the other day, and since my Grandma lives where everything's beautiful, I went exploring with my camera! Trés beau, n'est ce pas?

Thirteen

    This right here is where I'd like to be




    A forgotten place in a forgotten world




   No other faces in these pictures,




   but they'd be forgotten too had they been here




   This is the place of my present and my dreams




   This is the place where I'd like to be

Twelve

 This is a flower

Yeah 

Eleven

Celebrating Grandma's birthday with a foodgasm!