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((off for the night will reply tomorrow if I ever get replies… good night…))
Photographer Dina Goldstein’s series “Fallen Princesses“ has actually been around since 2009 but I had never posted the photographs as a complete set before. The project looks at Disney fairy tale princesses and their harshly realistic modern day lifestyles. Seems not everybody lives happily ever after. This project has won several awards, been published internationally in magazines, analyzed by experts in the field of Fairytale literature and studied in High schools and Universities.
He watches her walk to the wall and nods his head as he gets up with the pictures in hand and goes to her hanging the pictures where she wanted them. “That good?” He asks her softly
She stared for a few moments, angling her head in different directions before a grin spread across her face. “I love it. You don’t mind setting these on the mantle, do you?” Hope asked, pulling out a new box of two medium-sized photos. “Actually, just this one.” She said, throwing the other one into the box and closing it tightly.
He nods taking it and putting it where she wanted it to before looking at her curiously. “Why did you only want this one? Why not the other one too? Was it a bad photo?” He asks her, turning to her curiously.
“Oh really? meraviglioso,” He says with a happy smile. “What flavors are your favorite to make?”
Hope grinned. “I love listening to you speak Italian. And my favorite flavor to make? My favorite to eat is chocolate or blueberry, but my favorite to make is cherry.’ She answered in a nod.
“Oh really? Is my voice that attractive?” He asks her with a chuckle. “How about chocolate. I like chocolate. I can even help you, if you would like me too.”
Ezio walks down the street with his bag on his back as he headed home from the community college just down the street. He goes into starbucks and sits down at a table pulling out his macbookpro and starts to work on his paper that is due in two days. He had time to work on it in class, but he had to waste it on looking at the cute new girl in class. Pushing her aside in his thoughs, he opened the top to his laptop and logged in pulling up word document. He stared at the blank document and sighs trying to think about a topic to write on.
He could write about Italia, where he came from, but no that would be to boring to the teacher and the students. Maybe about the history and art, but no that would be boring too. He headbutted the desk and groans quietly in his mind as he took off his beanie on the top on his head and placed it in his lap. He sits up correctly and runs a few fingers down the stubble on his chin, not having time to shave in the last few weeks. He should start growing it back again. “I give up with this,” He groans closing his screen looking at a person standing in front of him. He looks at them confused and tilts his head a bit. “Um… Can I help you?” He asks in his thick accent.
where did the 175 followers come from? How’d ya’ll get here? I thank you so much for following my crap blog and reading my crap stuff. I love ya’ll so much, thank you!
Should I make an open rp or something and get everyone whos following me a chance to reply?
added new music to blog. and its not on autoplay again so i wont blow your ears off. :3