hashmita a.:
brand new colony
hashmita a.:
winter blues...and pinks.
hashmita a.:
up high
hashmita a.:
FINALLY!
hashmita a.:
stranger
hashmita a.:
downtown .
hashmita a.:
impromptu smores
hashmita a.:
our amazing buddy burner
hashmita a.:
my friends are beautious.
hashmita a.:
details .
hashmita a.:
brownstone bistro
hashmita a.:
i set my thought to far off destinations, so they may have a chance of finding a place where they're far more suited than here.
hashmita a.:
love this city.
hashmita a.:
wordlessly watching .
hashmita a.:
georgia .
hashmita a.:
they should be off.
hashmita a.:
watermelon season
hashmita a.:
bench
hashmita a.:
take off your shoes and socks, and stay awhile.
hashmita a.:
There was only one truth about forever that really mattered, and that was this: it was happening.
hashmita a.:
NS .
hashmita a.:
streetsville.
hashmita a.:
i know what to say, but don't know where to begin .
hashmita a.:
It was the same beach, the same sun. The same shirt and pants. The same girl walking beside him. And yet somehow different.
