Trees whispering, whiskey gurgling, shadows protecting sore eyes from daylight, sheer silence, long sleeves, warm laptops used as heaters, the smell of stout paired with the creamiest of textures, goosebumps galore, empty bottles and broken hearts, broken bottles and empty hearts.
Love the poetry in these images, really.
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E alguns vestidos de Verão no roupeiro, à espera.:-)
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Que fotos lindas como sempre! Saudades de visitar o teu blog :)
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