Sunday, September 18, 2011

Sundays Are Made of This

This Sunday was chill...



My Jets went up 2-0 in the season.



My baby sister...




...turned 17.


My cousin, friend, and I recorded poetry in poetic settings...





And hovered over
Korea Town with a tiny pinch of rooftop madness.






Tell me, do we look like Sunday's finest?

=D




Hey you, shake it fast...




...&& show me what you workin' with!

Muah,

=^-^=

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