old old drawing.:) Sometimes I wish I could be Emma or Elizabeth Bennet.
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Sometimes I do, but sometimes I don’t. I’m a very cheery and active person, I always make sure that I make people feel at ease so well, sometimes I work on my own nerves you know? Ohh, and I’m the mo...
Wauw, ever since I introduced you darlings to my Tumblr, you’ve been asking me questions like hell!:) And because I didn’t want them all to appear seperatly on Cameras+Jane Austen, I collected them i...
Sunday Evening.
uhm, i don’t think so.. but i’ll ask what you’d prefer.:) xx
I want to own an old type writer. One with history, once belonging to a young girl who wrote and wrote and wrote untill she could write no longer. Then I would sit at my desk with coffee and Jane Aus...
Sometimes it feels like my face is a mask. But not a good one. One of those that aren’t any good for hiding how you feel. Everything is so quiet and peaceful here, but the only thing I can think abou...
London Morning.
Parfum.
“I will be the gladdest thing Under the sun! I will touch a hundred flowers And not pick one. I will look at cliffs and clouds With quiet eyes, Watch the wind bow down the grass, And the grass rise.”...
Late Afternoon in Paris.
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