
I still love the book I read when I was 13 | First and foremost I am a lover | Secondly and mostly I am a hater
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There R People Who Open Umbrellas As Soon It Starts Raining- That's Me.
There r people who open umbrellas as soon it starts raining- that's me.
Then there are some r some who would never put a barrier between them and the sky- that's you.
But for you, my love, I would put my barrier down.- Pricilla ♡

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late night thinking about jess… (it’s 9pm)
did jess ever get into photography?
there’s a fine line between jess finding photography pretentious and capturing film himself. as a guy with a life like he had, i imagine him finding these types of hobbies useless. there’s much more important things to take up his time (reading, jacking off, working, thinking about his step-cousin, etc). i can also picture (no pun intended) him taking his camera everywhere in his mid-twenties and on. mostly just landscapes/anything he admires. just not himself or people really. besides ONE slutty jess mirror picture with half his face covered. maybe a few pictures of a girlfriend from afar when she’s curling her hair, because he takes pictures of things he finds beautiful.

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Name moodboard for @ruhibasyuhi ♡
☆ Ruhi ☆

Ranthambore National Park
It isn't a Success story, it's a Survivor's story.
And it isn't over. ~Pricilla ♡
You are like an old book. You are either left alone, in darkness forgotten by the one that once loved you.
Or you are loved by not only the one that made you but by many you meet along the way; and yes even though you pages grow old like the lines on your face but they also show that you were once open, read and happy; your words never changed but over time and with different people their meaning do but never like your love never like that hope, joy, laughter you carry with you.
So which old book are you, loved and cherrished or lost and forgotten by one and all. - Pricilla♡