Where Soul Meets Body

What Says Happy To You?

The color yellow
receiving a hilarious text
cotton freaking candy!
swearing for no reason then laughing about it
hanging out with a group of people you love
laughing
bonfires
smelling like bonfire
muddy shoes (it means you had an adventure)
malibu rum
the smell of barbecue
summer
funny people
sleepovers (I never have those anymore)
chocolate
cute movies
snowboarding with friends
Friends.. the show Friends
passing notes
rainbows
white butterflies
unicorns (haha jk OBV there's no such thing SKANK!)
calling people skank as a term of endearment
hot tubs with hot people
birkenstocks
tie dye... anything
flower in someones hair
San Francisco
locking eyes with strangers
mama bear protecting baby bear (ITS THE WAY OF THE WILD!)
glitter eyeshadow
blue eyes
cupcakes
a joint
animals staring vacantly at you
smiling babies
laughing babies
oldschool cameras
plaid (cuz nothing says "hey, I'm comfortable enough with myself to just throw on this random plaid shirt I found lying around" quite like lumberjack gear)
long drives
techno music
the buddy system
dancing
dancing
dancing
like no one cares
shoes that look good enough to eat
hamburgers and fries
white spot
sunglasses
sticky notes
beaches
ferris wheels
linking arms
big cities
hot foreign boys
blowing bubbles
a blank sheet of paper cushioned with more paper underneath it and a really smooth pen (fuck yes! I live for that shit!)
anticipation
tea on Sunday
someone strumming the guitar
chopsticks
blond hair blue eyes
dark hair blue eyes
dark hair dark eyes
I don't care
green grass
sand underneath your feet
boutiques (do ppl call them that anymore?)
Antonio Banderas
stoner movies
dreamcatchers
legends
flower print
quilts
paper cups
ants
lanterns
balloons
knowing something someone else doesn't
picnic tables
remenissing about old times
talking bullshit and all that jazz
dirty jokes
truth or dare
picking truth the whole time
BFF!
guitar hero when bored
late night computer browsing
staying up all night searching for answers
white teeth, glossy lips
sunsets
the smell of candles
birthday cake
vandalism done right (stickin' it to the man)
umbrellas
disco balls
ipod
nose grazes
french movies
pigging out
PUNCH BUGGY!! ... "Fuck! Owww! What are you like 5??"
buying new makeup
photobooths in the mall with friends
blowing kisses

OHHHHBABY

This guy's just my hero

Ladies, you're welcome :)

On top a frozen creek, I would love to take you there

Photo taken by me

Van City

Just thought I'd share some of the photos I took while I was in Vancouver for spring break

There's like a million, but these are the ones I'm most proud of.

3rd beach??

but there's definately a possibility that this is 1rst beach or 2nd beach

The totem poles at Stanley Park

Tip: At night, point your camera at the city lights, put your camera setting at a higher exposure or hold down the shutter button for longer and twirl your camera around in a circle then let go of the shutter button.

Result: Pure Effing Genius!

Olympic sign thingyyyy!!!

At prospect point.

Prospect point looking towards West Van

Columbia street, New Westminister

New Wesminister

At UBC

Stanley Park

Lion's Gate Bridge

New Westminister+ Burnaby

All picture taken by Moi!!!

Get to know the chick in the mirror

Forever and 'till you die

The bridge breaks and people cry

Choreographed dance under the sky

Everything was you and I

I sowed your field and let you grow

I swore to God not to let go

Your shallow mind, your shallow soul

Deep and blue like the sea

And you for me

So be a dear and lend an ear to me

For both of us were never free

Open eyes sometimes don't see

I once was you and you were me

So hands do sometimes let go

Each to the other we'd never known

As much as I though we had grown

Like the idiots we are, like we'd ever go far

So I thought I knew myself

So comfortable I thought I felt

Brake and shattered by a belt

And what I've left myself to be:

Lost is lost like the deep blue sea

Lost is lost like the "you" in me

Lost is gone with my personality

Like a newborn

Like a naked boy swimming in an ocean

Like a stranger without a knife

Lost is lost like the deep blue sea

Like the chick without the mirror

Written by: Niloo Farahzadeh