NY. a year ago.




all changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part ourselves. we must die to one before we can enter another
┬░anatole france




gosh, I am addicted..

I can flickr the whole day and listen to the same song.. over and over again. and notice it after 1 hours, it is the same one..
what is beautiful?
to see lives. others. another world.
I feel like I live couple lives to the same time.
It is not enough to be at one place.
It is like a window.
to beauty.
niimo from hawaii.
and u from another side of this world.
thanks for sharing.

thanks for letting see.
another side of the world. :)

the streets which I love

a year ago.

the avenues.

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