It was a great morning when I woke up.
I don’t know this intense feeling of going to La Push again. Somehow those “newly found friends” of mine seems very comfortable to go with except of them being shirtless.
I put on my plain white shirt and jeans with this snickers seems so long in my property back in my days in the city. I looked at the mirror combing my not-so long black hair, grab some scarf to mix on my plain shirt and pause for a smile.…Continue