Loui hates these sorts of conversations.
I love them.
My family despairs.
MY BOOK! FINALY!!
The Self Published Writer's Cut.
One of these two.
A random image.
looking for sunny periods
I like shells
There to remind me
An old photo remains
can't click on this one yet (you can now - i found a reference to fourteen)
Who am i? What's going on?
A long and (not) winding road.
Always leads to my door.
Only ever meant to last the night...
One I Took Earlier.
an eye on autumn
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2 comments:
I love them and when I stayed and talked to Loui he loved them its just that Dad's and Mum's are such smart alecks they forget to two way you have much better conversations with Harry and Joe and etc - wanna a fight by the way xxxxxx
Fight?
No way!
What did they do, give you male blood?!
Now, tickling....
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