KumiMajava:
... as the future unravels.
KumiMajava:
Aflame.
KumiMajava:
Zero edit - 100% Erina.
KumiMajava:
Cupid - you missed...
KumiMajava:
Rogue Reflections
KumiMajava:
Walking. Flying.
KumiMajava:
What remains of us
KumiMajava:
"The camera only steals one frame of your soul for each shot," he said. He lied.
KumiMajava:
For you, I will cry tears of gold.
KumiMajava:
Signs of a struggle
KumiMajava:
An artist's touch.
KumiMajava:
Accidental beauty
KumiMajava:
Baby, when you're gone...
KumiMajava:
Infrared nightmares
KumiMajava:
Your hand (not) in mine (O-Torii gate in Miyajima, at dusk)
KumiMajava:
A world within me.
KumiMajava:
Is it your touch that I'm feeling?
KumiMajava:
Waiting on the dangerside.
KumiMajava:
Together, yet incomplete.
KumiMajava:
No one sings like you anymore.
KumiMajava:
Reflections
KumiMajava:
Could have been anyone, could have been anywhere - but it's always been you.
KumiMajava:
Rukana, in front of lights.
KumiMajava:
Tsukishima, at night.
KumiMajava:
Rukana, alone.
KumiMajava:
Birmingham, in Tokyo
KumiMajava:
Shinjuku moment.
KumiMajava:
Capturing Spiderman
KumiMajava:
Cornered
KumiMajava:
... as the autumn dreams of summer.
