prcralexandra:
Among persimmons
prcralexandra:
can I get polaroid of your brain?
prcralexandra:
...
prcralexandra:
Personne(s)
prcralexandra:
I walk these streets and I feel alone...
prcralexandra:
faces down
prcralexandra:
there are things that keep us apart
prcralexandra:
maybe not
prcralexandra:
All these weeks without a note
prcralexandra:
what's he building in there?
prcralexandra:
fantasy
prcralexandra:
...
prcralexandra:
sparks
prcralexandra:
wait a sec.
prcralexandra:
centquatre
prcralexandra:
l'empire des colonnes
prcralexandra:
I've seen love go by my doors
prcralexandra:
walking into the dream
prcralexandra:
I speak no language
prcralexandra:
as if he were drawn with pastels
prcralexandra:
sedotta e abbandonata
prcralexandra:
abandoned
prcralexandra:
polaroid
prcralexandra:
Côte d'Opale and transparency in my eyes
prcralexandra:
abandoned