Obvious hobby of mine: Taking boring, clichéd pictures.
I'm in one of my favorite places in the world in the pictures here. One part is the woods behind my house, the other is the large vast of woods that continue across the street. Going there alone with my ipod feels so nice when it's cool outside. But I can never tell my mom whenever I go into the forest by myself because she gets paranoid. I do it anyways.
(note: the woods are not named anna molly, in reference to my title)