

Fool's GoldLast year was the plane she chartered, turbulent, once stalling and threatening to sink forever into a sea of her tears. She righted herself and continued on, steadily climbing: It seemed like she had ascended so high that she reached heaven. She flew a vacation; she took a break from us. When she came back, she met her worst friend.Fool's Gold
Fly back to us! We all miss you though some dont know it.
The new girl descended on a stunning, glittering dragon, its blonde scales reflecting her deceptive angelic light. But this girl is no longer an angel. She freely offers gifts
Hairframe
Curls
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Come down and eat chicken with me beautiful, it's so dark!
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im sliding down your throat
...thanks for the fave ...
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im sliding down your throat
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im sliding down your throat
Emmanuel
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"The photography acquires a little of dignity which misses her when it stops being a reproduction of the reality and shows us things which do not exist any more." Marcel Proust
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im sliding down your throat
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A thousand time the mysteries unfold themselves like galaxies in my head...
on and on the mysteries unwind themselves eternities still unsaid...
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