Brilliant :) :)
Drips of drops on my skin,And the dreams just begin,The line between reality and dream become thin,And there, under those drops, there is peace, under and over my skin..:)
folded photographsyellow booksscattered dew into lil silverfishit's already 2012
ahew!why! these are sooper.:)
varry nice i say!and Nouvelle Vague is super super!
vareee sufer!!! :)
Ey, yes ya.Full super only it is. Sighu.Still life watercolours.
French mornings are cold and i shiver more than the shiver of everything.My skin cracks and disappears. Sheer white silk chiffon and stars no more.Frozen, i do not shrink.I temporarily lost my real self who refused to come along and decided to stay back in the country of my happinesses.
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