‘I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days—three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.’
— John Keats in a letter to Fanny Brawne, July 1st 1819
I'm a professional dreamer.
Disclaimer: most of these photos do NOT belong to me. If you're its respective owner and you're not happy with the credit, please, contact me through my ask and I'll happily remove it.
Disclaimer: most of these photos do NOT belong to me. If you're its respective owner and you're not happy with the credit, please, contact me through my ask and I'll happily remove it.
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