All life is being lived Who is living it, then? Is it the things themselves, or something waiting inside them, … More
Tag: rose
Heart
Cause we are stronger where we’ve been broken. We feel that every time someone new gets closer to the Heart. … More
Cruelly, Love.
Cruelly,Love cruelly,love walk the autumn long; the last flower in whose hair, they lips are cold with songs for which … More
If Love isn’t madness then it is not Love.
Most of the times I hate my photographs five minutes after I take/make them. Some though have a less ordinary, … More
