by horse . » Sun Jun 15, 2014 7:29 pm
Aamiir
The arabian opened his stall door again and moved towards the bridles hanging up. He had never been broken in yet, as he was untouchable... He sniffed the bit, screwing up his muzzle in disgust.
The Name's
horse .
DON'T STEAL THESE PICTURES. THEY ARE MINE.
L I V E
Like there's no tomorrow
L A U G H
Like you did when you were little
L O V E
Like you've never been hurt