We'll start with the rainbows




Train stations. I love the trains, the train stations, the railways and all their paraphernalia.




This kind of skies, it's limited edition. It's reserved for exceptionally good moods. No PMS allowed.


The dawn of a new day. A day that begins with a heart attack, because after all you don't wanna die in some cliff in the middle of nowhere in complete darkness with a nausea. But all that begins well bad that ends well, I'd say hauahhaa.


Ok this breakfast it looks sumptuous, but it really wasn't all that tasty. Judge a book by its cover but never food!


Oh this is a pink bread. Actually, that's all there is to it; it's just that my friend gets a little excited over it I guess hauahhaa so here it is. Pink bread (from nowhere grand, just seven eleven but I suppose it's safe to say that we all fell in love with the seven eleven there; a love affair of some sort, not with the cashier, just the shop)


There's nothing like it.


The gorge. If I were some superhero from the pugilistic world, this is where I would live. Having an eagle as a company would be nice. A golden eagle. Not a swallow. Hell, most certainly not a crow.


Oh oh I loved this one!










Okayyy time to go to bed. I have been forewarned not to be late tomorrow by half the world and I don't wanna be killed by half the world. That's a lot of people. The MOB.

pasted RoSs. L. at 6/27/2008 02:00:00 AM [where's the glue??]

{Out of UhU}