Monday, December 13, 2010

for my wonderwall,

vinda sonata,ph by devina wijayavinda sonata,ph by devina wijayaph by dev


for every intellectual thought there's a great humor waiting to be laughed at. fifty years later you'll find yourself consigning your fate to the same sky and the same dawn regardless of many alterations you've done. love is consisted of atoms, you said, and nothingness binds them together. 

come to think of it; boy, boy, you're never really a believer. 

vinda sonata,ph by devina wijayavinda sonata,ph by devina wijayaold ph session:)