The cake that I made for my son’s third birthday. More Green interpretations here.
Love between first cousins – my son Simon Martin and my niece Natalie. More Between interpretations here.
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I play with words, I live through them, I make them hurt, build them in frames, which I crush, or they crush me. They make me „hushhh“, they make me scream. I’m born for words, to draw and twist sometimes we flirt to devilish kiss, sometimes they turn me into slave. They give me thrones, … Има още
My son, on top of the seesaw, happy, playing with his grandma. More On Top interpretations here.
No. I’m not a fighter. I’ve never felt like one. A lot of people have told me I’m a fighter, but I’m not. I just like to do whatever I want and whenever I want it. Some people still telling that what I do now is fighting – raising my son on my own, changing … Има още
More Huge! interpretations here.
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My son at the hospital this winter. More Mobile Phone Photo interpretations here.