the
taste
of
gold
I was a constellation, you held me so tight in the orbits of your body. O' Father, I miss you terribly; too much that I've become a fallen star.. && although I inhaled your words and exhaled stardust, I cannot get this bitter taste from my tongue.
mulberry-cookies
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Zoë Kravitz @ Balenciaga By Alexander Wang S/S 2016
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