Good morning Mr. Boar !
spring !
wife of plato
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i wish i was a child of flowers.. <3. hippie evening.
May I kiss you then? On this miserable paper? I might as well open the window and kiss the night air.
(Source: bookmania)
now ? how ?
So much history …
so much to say.
I bake when I’m very happy, very bad, or sad.
Recently I bake very often.
- Wife of plato
in my middle of nowhere there is no place for me.
whether it was a good day? - Ask me my imaginations.
new medicines - go ! .
desert in me grows.
rusty imagination.
wifeofplato
