

faith prevails along ancicent roman roads there are hiku poems written along the great wall and on again you have touched my all from leaning towers to golden bridges here we are now, no further than the first days of love.
12:14 a.m.
it's all about the balance and attitude baby, the balance and attitude.
talking...the medicine of life.
to some, life is only a matter of acquisition.
there is much to learn and there is much to teach, once again life is all about the balance.
sneakering around town.
it's all in the white balance, baby.
the last day and wishing i was somewhere other than here, somewhere with an el, no els in marquette.
The balance board champion.
Unlocked my potential, just trying to get it within an arm's reach.
Emo city.
I lost the balance.
Self discovery days.
If only my life was as rad as my mullet.
shruggles.
darn tootin' froot loopin'.
life is the measurement of balance.
Be my check and balance.
The better the day, the harder the night.
Lots of quality hugs going to waste right now.
the reason and balance of life.
it's all on the table, nothing held back, it just means it might take a while to sort through some times.
grill me.
mmmm white balance turns me on.
the best ice cream i've ever had is always the ice cream i just had.
hazards of procrastination, i'll handle that topic later.
throughout time i become, become, become. through and through this golden road. i will never be done. the sum is not too large and never will be, only growing, with the eyes one will see. time is young and bodies are old, life's the perfect balance of fragile and strong.