The bakery is closed and so is the sky. We walk anyway, because the dog does not read signs.
Sunday, closed — Tomáš R.
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Tomáš R. · 4 comments
I feel broken Nowhere to go My heart is screaming Worried he will say no I wanna run away From all these fears I wanna hide away In my sorrowful…
Broken — Crimson s.
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Crimson s. · 1 comment