published on: 2018-03-12 18:03:38
ligeiaxx: In the morning when I wake up I don’t get dressed
ligeiaxx: So by now I know where the door is, I’ll wait outside
ligeiaxx: I carry your forests in my heart.model emmaphotographer
ligeiaxx: You look like you smell of honey and no pain. Let
ligeiaxx: You were the trees that kept the pouring rain from
jennythompson: In the part of town where flowers grow. Model: