Anna James ♥ ƸӜƷ ♥:
Campo Alone in Sepia 8
Anna James ♥ ƸӜƷ ♥:
Campo Alone in Sepia 7
Anna James ♥ ƸӜƷ ♥:
most abandoned impossible !!!
Anna James ♥ ƸӜƷ ♥:
sweet solitude
Anna James ♥ ƸӜƷ ♥:
lines V
Anna James ♥ ƸӜƷ ♥:
other cat
Anna James ♥ ƸӜƷ ♥:
see..., are pigeons
Anna James ♥ ƸӜƷ ♥:
anchor
Anna James ♥ ƸӜƷ ♥:
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Anna James ♥ ƸӜƷ ♥:
walk through the cemetery
Anna James ♥ ƸӜƷ ♥:
is what you see, lines for me...
Anna James ♥ ƸӜƷ ♥:
my roots
Anna James ♥ ƸӜƷ ♥:
lines IV
Anna James ♥ ƸӜƷ ♥:
is this art...?!
Anna James ♥ ƸӜƷ ♥:
lines III
Anna James ♥ ƸӜƷ ♥:
is what you see
Anna James ♥ ƸӜƷ ♥:
lines II
Anna James ♥ ƸӜƷ ♥:
lines I
Anna James ♥ ƸӜƷ ♥:
he plunged the dagger into his chest....
Anna James ♥ ƸӜƷ ♥:
until ...nothing...
Anna James ♥ ƸӜƷ ♥:
I not need a title
Anna James ♥ ƸӜƷ ♥:
nothing left of me
Anna James ♥ ƸӜƷ ♥:
Silhouettes of Rio
Anna James ♥ ƸӜƷ ♥:
only recollections... you remember me?