Love in its truest form...
...has no language or words, it just has a thousand and one actions we all wish we could describe.27 months and I'm still counting. Happy, Happy Monthsary.
~ Kenneth B. Emery
My notebook, my darkroom, and my canvass.
...has no language or words, it just has a thousand and one actions we all wish we could describe.27 months and I'm still counting. Happy, Happy Monthsary.
~ Kenneth B. Emery
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