When the night comes around, we are so alive. Romanticized and petrified. Stiletto heels clacking against the stone pavement, fairy lights hung over head, people talking, drinks in hand, singing and laughing. Let judgement and precaution melt away; we are free. Free to explore. Free to experiment. Free to be.
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3 comments:
wow i dont know which one is better
what utterly incredible photos
sounds lovely and i like the pictures a lot
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