Twenty Five

I love autumn. Let's all love autumn together.

Twenty Four

The flowers are asmoke

on a clear sunny day

The blue blue sky

will be painted by its scent



Twenty Three

As summer draws to a close, there are always preparations to be made. Note books have to be bought, books have to be finished, outfits have to be planned. Not to mention the last summer parties have to be attended and new people added on social forums. In short: everything has to be ready set go for the new season as it launches upon us with even more force than last year, because we always get surprised at how fast time really flies. While you ponder on this and I do nothing of the aforementioned things, here's a picture of summers past:

XOXO

Twenty Two

Twenty One

Summer in the Sun

Model: Me

Photographer: Lured my brother into doing it ;)

Twenty

Apparently I seem to be a working twenty year old from England with very ginger hair who knows stuff. SCORE!

Nineteen

WHAT WOULD WE DO WITHOUT OUR IMAGINATION?

So I went on the first proper Photo Expedition that I've been on in a while, and the things I get out from just walking around with my camera snapping photos are amazing, and I'm so grateful that I have this easy way to amuse myself. The excitement of getting a good picture is acctually great.



I found an abandoned building place, with unfinished houses, that it was forbidden to go into - so naturally, I did. I felt like an investigating journalist, which my friend keep telling me to become (although she said I reminded her of Rita Skeeter... That's not exactly a compliment, is it?). But anyway, doesn't this look like a mystery to you?

The photographer herself seen reflected in the glass. I love abandoned places. They make me sad.

Eighteen

PINK FLOWERS & SILVERY LEAVES

Yep.

Seventeen

A KISS WHEN YOU COME BACK IS A PROMISE

A KISS WHEN YOU LEAVE IS A GOOD-BYE

Sixteen

Why is sweet sixteen a thing? Maybe the brown mouse has the answers. Apparently he lives in Space.

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!