I look at this and I think. What would I do in a setting such as this if a girl knelt down and gave me an old key. My mind wanders from there in an out of secret gardens and wardrobes and looking glass worlds. Great shot, it tells a very classic story, goes with the vintage approach. Love this one.
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From loves weak childish bows she lives unharmed
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---- [...a secret was concealed.] it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands! it s t r e t c h e d for centuries to a diary entry's end; where i wrote:
am can I use it in my blog? :S
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Stay, I need you here for a new day to break
Stay, I want you near, like a shadow in my wake
-Poets of the fall
Jesus, did I say that? Or just think it? Was I talking? Did they hear me?
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madness
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. Pink Skipping Bunnie ♥ .
★ 愛してるよ ★ AISHITERUYO ★
☮PEACE✌
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so much.
you don't even know.
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From loves weak childish bows she lives unharmed
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[...a secret was concealed.]
it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands!
it s t r e t c h e d for centuries to a diary entry's end;
where i wrote:
you make me happy when skies are grey.