Friday, April 4, 2014

ˈmɛmərɪ


Time flies by and I go to every place that once harboured you and I, and in every place I cry.

6 comments:

  1. and if I were to take up the sentence and finish it off, it would be "and those are tears of blood ravished from the core of my soul, seeping to the surface, floating from the cuts I mark my skin in, as if I were a tree." because I'm so depressive black metal eheheheh. Fotos lindas, diga-se.
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  2. I feel your photos, is that weird to say? and I love them, so yeah

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  3. Poderias escrever em Português de vez em quando...:-)
    xx

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  4. As tuas fotos transmitem uma nostalgia contagiante, good lord!
    E estás a ler o Junky? Quero muuuito ler esse livro também!

    http://venus-fleurs.blogspot.pt/

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  5. I adore little "behind the scene" photos like these... just little glimpses of life.
    xoxo
    Taylor
    http://www.nothingbutapigeon.com/

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  6. That second photo is just wonderful.

    Have a great day,
    -Kati

    P.S.: Thanks for leaving such nice comment on my last post!

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