Public Holiday come and go within 24 hours. Dread the feeling of waking up early and struggle with the working peeps on the train. When will I be able to do what I love? Since some say time waits for no men. I say I am waiting for the time now.

Meanwhile,

Pictures I took off the net.

If those are potatoes im seeing, then this is love.

The face, the hair, the everything.

Awwww...

Free, so freee