13 de novembro de 2012

Blonde at the gate

I've waited for you all day. I looked at everyone on the street to see if any of those faces were yours; I couldn't help it. At one moment I swore that I actually saw you, but it was only a shadow, your deep, black hell dark shadow, turning my soul a deep, black hell dark place. Well, it seems I have to get used to it, right honey?

Fotos: minhas, Loira: Rita.

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