there's some memories i know ill never forget
like the one on my first day in Paris
we were already lost and we had just gotten out of our little hotel. after walking a couple hours, we got hungry and we stopped in a little dinner. The diner had red walls, black and white tile floors, and the tables were black with red chairs. like something out of a movie. it was small and the food was amazing.
suddenly a woman in a a black vespa came in. She was wearing a black and white stripped tight shirt, leather pants and jacket, and really high pink heels that made her seem like the tallest woman alive.
