• Beschrijf waar je aan denkt bij het woord van je voorganger.

    Laatste woord was Zand.

    Kunst.


    Don't walk. Run, you sheep, run.

    Museum.

    Schilderijen.


    Don't walk. Run, you sheep, run.

    Verf.


    How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.

    Kwast


    If you can dream it , you can do it. ( Rein van Duivenboden)

    penseel


    I dress to kill, but tastefully

    Hout


    "Not my daughter, you bitch!"

    Boom.

    Natuur


    If the compass breaks then follow your heart and I hope it leads you right back into my arms.

    Bladeren.


    Don't walk. Run, you sheep, run.

    Herfst.


    Caution first, always.

    Winter.

    Haat.


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    Nijd


    Never mistake a woman's meekness for weakness.

    Kwaad.


    Aerials, in the sky. When you lose small mind you free your life .