confession of a lens
When I got home, I was aloneAnd I fell in love with that feelingWhen I got home, I was aloneAnd I counted stars on the ceilingI fell in love with that feeling
~ Stars, Counting Stars On The Ceiling
 (by cookie_crumbles)
PS. last morning at the high altitude. *sigh*

When I got home, I was alone
And I fell in love with that feeling
When I got home, I was alone
And I counted stars on the ceiling
I fell in love with that feeling

~ Stars, Counting Stars On The Ceiling

 (by cookie_crumbles)

PS. last morning at the high altitude. *sigh*

This is me, taken in January this year. It was a freezing afternoon near a lake, at the outskirts of a hill station… & I loved to sit on that bench.
Shuffling my old photographs I bumped into this one & it made me smile thinking that nothing much has changed since then. I’d still love to sit on that bench!
Given a chance, right away! :) (via cookie_crumbles)

This is me, taken in January this year.
It was a freezing afternoon near a lake, at the outskirts of a hill station… & I loved to sit on that bench.

Shuffling my old photographs I bumped into this one & it made me smile thinking that nothing much has changed since then. I’d still love to sit on that bench!

Given a chance, right away! :) (via cookie_crumbles)