I'm the dreamer more than always these days. I feel like words have left me, I have none. not for strangers, not for the loved ones. it...
if we turn back time could we learn to live life
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I'm the dreamer more than always these days. I feel like words have left me, I have none. not for strangers, not for the loved ones. it...
while I am sun gazing and breathing in the air that seems to be made of daisy petals today, my head is filled with the mad girl's love s...
Not Even Maybe from S.Pflug on Vimeo . there is beauty in the nomads life, a blooming kind of freedom that, knowing you don't belong a...
two weeks ago, there were other cities and feathers and songs. then, again I sailed the paper ship to where the winds blew me. in the blush ...
the cold is creeping in like the most beautiful of ghosts, I imagine her with crystal blue hair and dresses of gauze and the voice of an ice...