to photograph this scene. Check out the pictures - one by one.
Yep, I strained my eyes through the back window too.
The Olympic Torch xx
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
Come in, come in! Why dont you stop for a while? There's plenty of beans on toast for everybody!
So yeah, pretty much.
Permenant File
- SarahJane.
- London/Horsham, The South East, United Kingdom
- Wow, life. It's unlike anything in fiction.
My Public.
Blog Archive
-
▼
2010
(149)
-
▼
May
(25)
- Clumsy Angel . My clumsy angel with your broken w...
- Philosophy on a whole new level.
- The moon is in your eyes, It stays low, but its on...
- Plural. she lays there on that bed on those shee...
- Mwahaha
- What happened there?!
- The Tragical Death of A, Apple Pie Who Was Cut in ...
- Room
- I am ready. I am fine.
- Desk.
- Oh.
- The Rain
- Prolog.
- Untitled. Look outside to the streets to see the...
- Remembering you
- Midnight.
- Car Sex.
- Aww!
- Starry Night.
- Simply adorable.
- Another poem.
- Barium Chloride.
- Portrait of a Politician.
- Of time there is a mean, And there is no hook; But...
- The moon, the bear, and the brickwork house..
-
▼
May
(25)
My favourite quotes. Misc.
- William James: To change one's life, start immediately, do it flamboyantly, no exceptions.
- Thomas Moore: The many great gardens of the world, of literature and poetry, of painting and music, of religion and architecture, all make the point as clear as possible: The soul cannot thrive in the absence of a garden. If you don't want paradise, you are not human; and if you are not human, you don't have a soul.
- Agatha Christie: I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow, but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing.
No comments:
Post a Comment