| I take this photo in the botanical Garden in Cologne, where I was with my class. |


Not YearsIt was not years, but secrets chiseled into her once youthful face. Careless nights of alcohol and men had bred a species of hatred that coursed through her veins. Her wardrobe of moods lay in disarray on her bed. She never threw out her tattered underwear, placing them instead in what was meant as a jewelry box. Lifting its lid, a broken chorus wafted into the spaces around her. Pieces of torn, sometimes shredded, cloth mangled beyond recognition. Crotches missing or slit, jagged seams or pitifully threadbare. Only a careful eye would find the writings. Names of lovers, places, approximate times and dates. Blunt intimations strewnNot Years
Thank you for the devwatch and all favs!
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My fav traditional art
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I stay on my carpet of facts and hope that he can fly.
~Kidchan-Fanclub ~Lo-o-Na
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Thx
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I stay on my carpet of facts and hope that he can fly.
~Kidchan-Fanclub ~Lo-o-Na
Means so much to me
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You Don't Grow More Sure As You Get Older.
Visit My Gallery, That's One Thing to Be Sure Aboot. [link]
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I stay on my carpet of facts and hope that he can fly.
~Kidchan-Fanclub ~Lo-o-Na
aber sonst gehts recht gut... durfte heute mir silber arbeiten... da fühlt man sich gleich ein stück reicher
hab dich lieb... und wie is es bei dir sooo??
cu
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I stay on my carpet of facts and hope that he can fly.
~Kidchan-Fanclub ~Lo-o-Na
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