mimi rose, eighteen, london. other blog
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A punctured bicycle on a hillside desolate. Will nature make a man of me yet? When in this charming car, this charming man. Why pamper life's complexity when the leather runs smooth on the passenger seat? I would go out tonight but I haven't got a stitch to wear. This man said, "It's gruesome that someone so handsome should care." A jumped up pantry boy who never knew his place; he said, "return the ring." He knows so much about these things. He knows so much about these things.
Ask me anything
all images should click through to their original source.
A punctured bicycle on a hillside desolate. Will nature make a man of me yet? When in this charming car, this charming man. Why pamper life's complexity when the leather runs smooth on the passenger seat? I would go out tonight but I haven't got a stitch to wear. This man said, "It's gruesome that someone so handsome should care." A jumped up pantry boy who never knew his place; he said, "return the ring." He knows so much about these things. He knows so much about these things.
Ask me anything
