“She tastes like summer and she smiles like May. Every night in my dreams, I dream we’ll be one day. She tastes like summer to me, she tastes like sunshine… A lipstick cocktail and cacophony of our love to make our symphony. She tastes like summer and she smells like home. Her smile could write a song to change the …
Enjoying a sunset view of the Hollywood Hills
“With your feet on the air and your head on the ground; try this trick and spin it, yeah. Your head will collapse, but there's nothing in it and you'll ask yourself, “Where is my mind? Where is my mind? Where is my mind?…””
taste my words, let me blow your mind
Perhaps luck exists somewhere between the world of planning, the world of chance, and the peace that comes from knowing that you just cant know it all.
A ripple in a pond, the rings on a tree, a rainbow prism from the sun to me. A four leaf clover, a mist in the sun. Orange, red, and pink – the day is now done. Simplicity and joy; the small things are key. Learn to live, eventually you'll see.