kenkantor: Brokered ceasefire.
kenkantor: Happy drum for meditation photo.
kenkantor: We ate here once and you told me you loved me.
kenkantor: Let's go somewhere and never come back.
kenkantor: Without electricity, where the hell would we be?
kenkantor: I wish you were going my way.
kenkantor: The sun always brings us down to earth.
kenkantor: I'd marry you just for your shoes.
kenkantor: Vik's.