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Thursday, May 19, 2011
you.
When I looked at you, my life made sense. Even the bad things made sense. They were necessary to make you possible. Jonathan Safran Foer
Photo: "Untitled" by
Soledad Burgos
via
crankreport
2 comments:
CAzulay
said...
i almost cried.
May 19, 2011 at 1:57 PM
erica lorraine scheidt
said...
and this photographer's work is so so beautiful.
May 19, 2011 at 2:30 PM
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2 comments:
i almost cried.
and this photographer's work is so so beautiful.
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