Friday, 29 April 2011

In the Mourning



This is a fence of a bridge in Paris. You can hang locks on it with the name of you and your boyfriend/girlfriend/bestfriend and then throw away the key in the river. But when you break up, you can’t remove the lock, it stays there ‘forever’, just like a scar.

Weather: nighttime.
Mood: nothing really. just bored
Snack: cake
Music: The Call - Regina Spektor
Book: Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
Fanfiction: The Life and Times, The Story of Four Friends, I'll Take It Shaken, Not Stirred,

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