My inner self

By katharon

Bead of Roses

Like Bon Jovi said,
there is only bed of roses left...
The snow, innocence and me
it´s all gone and we are not coming back.
Stay there, enjoy your loneliness,
suffer a little and then blow it all away.
Continue your life as I never ever exist,
and tomorrow you could find another one
who do you love, who do you live..


Today, first the work, then my moms flat ( cleaning) and now home...
Quick photoshoot with roseleaves and pearls... I´m happy that tomorrow is a friday!!!

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