My grandfather Carl Harry Larson with his father, Erik Olaf Nordland by -dclarson- #flickstackr
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sum awe

A little History…

The perfect weekend…
Backseat. Shorts. Sun.

When I went for a run last night I looked out at the sea which I always do but it looked so pretty that as I ran along the promenade I kept looking back. I usually do this but I could not stop thinking about how beautiful the sun and the sky looked and the way there was a mist above the water. I ended up cutting my run short to sprint home to get my camera so that I could capture it. Since I live here I get to see the sea every day but I don’t ever want to take for granted how beautiful the world is because it is honestly incredible

South Central, Los Angeles, Ca, 2014


I can’t wait for the day that I get a small apartment in a big city with someone that I love. Like nothing excites me more, I find myself thinking about it at 3 am, my mind races, thinking about how we’ll decorate it. Be able to come home from work, make dinner together, hug them from behind while we wait. Eat and watch our favorite shows, go to bed and not have to worry about being apart because we have each other in our arms every night when we drift off to sleep.