He's so crazy, as if you invented, he goes on the ground, and sneaks followed by spring. You laugh in a dream, but trembling from any noise - just touched the lips of the soul, so bottoms up. Just caught it once was able to dart away after him, just like be with him, this boy-delusion - whether.
One you've killed, another was delivered, the third simply forgotten, here was this the hard way. As you walked through it, basically anyone cares, it's only your nezazhivshie pain and fear.
Why are you such a delight to him and was flying now, smiling, burns in his hands? Well, why You burned all the bridges, swept the roads, because you were so safe and so warm?
But again you two, you're crazy, you children of the gods, you are from the caste of living and laughing all the luck. Yes, he is cheerful, shaggy, and generally, it has wings and a crazy smile, eyes that change color. A thin scar on the heart filled with ash and dust. You run through the doors with a "No trespassing".
kiss him. Nobody, nobody listen. You wonder - when will he get bored with you?
He saw you at the store of funny toys He gave all for you the constellation of these places, and a huge sun, and is dreamy sky, and hated the city that can not be forgotten.
You'll have a lot of sunrises and little bread. But once you become painful to walk and swim, and dreamed that he turned away, pulled his hand away, which again comes cozy home hell.
But fear not - there are too few gay puppets, that so quickly out of boredom you come back.
One you've killed, another was delivered, the third simply forgotten, here was this the hard way. As you walked through it, basically anyone cares, it's only your nezazhivshie pain and fear.
Why are you such a delight to him and was flying now, smiling, burns in his hands? Well, why You burned all the bridges, swept the roads, because you were so safe and so warm?
But again you two, you're crazy, you children of the gods, you are from the caste of living and laughing all the luck. Yes, he is cheerful, shaggy, and generally, it has wings and a crazy smile, eyes that change color. A thin scar on the heart filled with ash and dust. You run through the doors with a "No trespassing".
kiss him. Nobody, nobody listen. You wonder - when will he get bored with you?
He saw you at the store of funny toys He gave all for you the constellation of these places, and a huge sun, and is dreamy sky, and hated the city that can not be forgotten.
You'll have a lot of sunrises and little bread. But once you become painful to walk and swim, and dreamed that he turned away, pulled his hand away, which again comes cozy home hell.
But fear not - there are too few gay puppets, that so quickly out of boredom you come back.
Photographer Liliana Karadjova
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