Where the wild roses grow, the sun shines purely.
✵{C'EST LA V}✵
~Welcome to the beautiful World of Vieta~
These are silly points of view from that silly-giggle-tickled girl who lives multiple lives as a butterfly swimmer, a violinist, a writer, a fashion&food-lover, and occasionally, a silly teenager from a silly American high school. Clearly, she likes very long sentences.
And the word "silly" too.
Posts tagged roses:
A line of roses, one by one.
Dainty, miniature roses of a blush-pink.
A little of each different color.
It’s amazing how nature can produce such dainty structures.
Wild, vintage roses.
What you put in your bag shows a lot about who you are.
A perfect bunch of roses.
Double colored rose petals.
A crowd of flowers, a sea of leaves.
Summer gold chains and see-through ribbon.
Just be yourself, because everyone’s beautiful just the way they are!
The fence, where the roses grow.
Don’t forget to stop and smell the roses.
Blushing pink roses.
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