Monday, September 12, 2011

Random curls

For the longest time, I just ran out of words. But after a while the path divides into two; those who lost someone that day go down the bleak, tangly one. Everyone else goes down the other, where caramel lattes and morning kisses and sparrows on your café table still make you grin.

And random curls. Random curls especially.

Krøllen

3 comments:

Farra Rosse Earhart said...

aww , it's awesome. nice curls by the way . ^_^

Catherine Denton said...

Beautiful words and precious random curls.
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Jane Doe said...

Aww that's so sweet