wildorange55:
my little buddy
wildorange55:
i wish i was a slave to an age-old trade
wildorange55:
standing in the twilight, watching the world with soft dark eyes
wildorange55:
arms that surround like the sun
wildorange55:
snowkeh
wildorange55:
8/52 - golden girls
wildorange55:
that kitchen, again
wildorange55:
warmest place in the house
wildorange55:
for the love of light, and new orleans hotel beds
wildorange55:
if you flash your heart
wildorange55:
book-eh
wildorange55:
table for two
wildorange55:
i can't wait for the morning sun
wildorange55:
erin
wildorange55:
once you live a good story
wildorange55:
in this moment there is life and food for future years
wildorange55:
riding with flare
wildorange55:
bookshop kitteh
wildorange55:
good to the grain
wildorange55:
and at once i knew, i was not magnificent
wildorange55:
max likes spring.
wildorange55:
dark was the night
wildorange55:
breakfast in black & white
wildorange55:
dark & deep
wildorange55:
the lights will draw you in
wildorange55:
been talking about the way things change
wildorange55:
oxford
wildorange55:
i lean back, as the evening darkens & comes on.
wildorange55:
rainy afternoon in london
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painted streets
