i write my feelings.
i cannot express enough my love for an age before mine- an era where dreams were everlasting and cities and skyscrapers fought each other with their heights. where things were so much more beautiful- sometimes i think i might've been born in the wrong era.
i dream- of doing the things i love, being in places i want to be, with the people i love. paris, london, amsterdam, lovely places.
i love almost all genres. country, jazz, electronic, post hardcore, rock, indie, chill, etc etc etc
i don't know what to say so
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Histoires par chloe
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A World Without Colors
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Hidden behind doors, eyes within, shut. Curiosity leaves the last sanity, exploration retrieves it.
One Shot Writing Contest
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One Shot Writing Contest! Doesn't really relate to the song though, couldn't find any way to relate it :/