still don’t know what love means.
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makinginfinity:
“Christina Lindberg, 1970
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orwell:
“ Marcel RIEDER (1862-1942) - Jeunes femmes sur la lande au clair de lune
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typewriter-worries:
“I would hide my face in you and you would hide your face in me, and nobody would ever see us anymore.
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typewriter-worries:
“I would hide my face in you and you would hide your face in me, and nobody would ever see us anymore.
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typewriter-worries:
“I would hide my face in you and you would hide your face in me, and nobody would ever see us anymore.
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typewriter-worries:
“I would hide my face in you and you would hide your face in me, and nobody would ever see us anymore.
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typewriter-worries:
“I would hide my face in you and you would hide your face in me, and nobody would ever see us anymore.
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typewriter-worries:
“I would hide my face in you and you would hide your face in me, and nobody would ever see us anymore.
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