YOUTH

My youth, my youth is yours Trippin' on skies, sippin' waterfalls My youth, my youth is yours Run away now and forevermore My youth, my youth is yours A truth so loud you can't ignore My youth, my youth, my youth My youth is yours

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“I walked over to the hill where we used to go and sled. There were a lot of little kids there. I watched them flying. Doing jumps and having races. And I thought that all those little kids are going to grow up someday. And all of those little kids are going to do the things that we do. And they will all kiss someone someday. But for now, sledding is enough. I think it would be great if sledding were always enough, but it isn't.” 

-Peter Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

Griffin

This is a photo I took two days ago (31st) for my friend Danielle. The horse she leased for a while was leaving the barn. So, I promised her I'd come take photos of them together. This photo was my favorite from the 10 or so minutes I spent with them.