~ geisha ~:
tourists will take photos of anything...
~ geisha ~:
I like maths... don't hate me...
~ geisha ~:
she lights up the room...
~ geisha ~:
i went on a little trip...
~ geisha ~:
wait for me...
~ geisha ~:
if you say go... I'll go...
~ geisha ~:
It's almost twenty-fourteen!
~ geisha ~:
men at work...
~ geisha ~:
somewhere only we know...
~ geisha ~:
i know places we can go...
~ geisha ~:
need one of these after the brain explosion...
~ geisha ~:
i felt the earth beneath my feet...
~ geisha ~:
focus schmocus on Sydney harbour...
~ geisha ~:
incognito...
~ geisha ~:
where i was... was beautiful...
~ geisha ~:
oh you fill my lungs with sweetness...
~ geisha ~:
-OO-->
~ geisha ~:
*plip*...
~ geisha ~:
Sydney...
~ geisha ~:
it's blossom season!
~ geisha ~:
splish splash
~ geisha ~:
there should be snow in winter...
~ geisha ~:
the memories are fresh...
~ geisha ~:
The sky's the limit
~ geisha ~:
repetition...
~ geisha ~:
I'm ignoring you...
~ geisha ~:
meeting new people...
~ geisha ~:
liquid...
~ geisha ~:
human art in the National Gallery of Victoria...
maibritt olsen:
:: light ::
