Sunday, October 16, 2011

love

A love built slowly is a mark of permanence. For nothing lasts that is grown in haste.


- uncle jim,  from his own love story

Saturday, October 8, 2011

tell me...

tell me, when have i ever been gone?
never...


=)

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

other words

other words that i learned in rome and had sustained me in the metro of madrid:

escussi!


permesso!

in english, excuse me, let me pass!