Lemme draw your friendly fire, lay their ignorance on Lancelot's pyre. Let your aim be righteous and true, only in death can Dramatis break through. Shake your hips to my circadian rhythm, colors splashin' through my mind's prism. Ain't got much time to undo the done, so let's do the do 'fore the risin' sun - A.Flo
Swipe for unedited photo // One thing I've noticed about Bangkok is that you can close your eyes and still manage to grab decent shots. Their streets are a dazzling display of colors, and when filtered through the evening smog - chaos at its most picturesque.
Every petal that fell had a song and a scent all its own, echoing in the chambers of conscience - rallying the spirits of their ancestors - drawing breath once more to heal the lesions on the breasts of the mother that birthed them - A.Flo