Over half way there now.
Question of the day: What led them here?
COMMENT WINNER:
Hollie: “Two best friends, who are like brothers to each other, tired from giving his bud a piggy back on the bicycle are having a rest and chilling”
Over half way there now.
Question of the day: What led them here?
COMMENT WINNER:
Hollie: “Two best friends, who are like brothers to each other, tired from giving his bud a piggy back on the bicycle are having a rest and chilling”
They are getting together I think. Side bar their clothes matches amazingly with the graffiti. Stunning stuff
Thanks Luke!
Best friends, on a lunch break from Uni or College, and the one on the left has something he’s been meaning to tell the other for years…
oooo what is he meaning to say?!
He has a deep, burning love for the other one’s girlfriend… He fancies the other one… Who knows?! 🙂
Oh so a love triangle! No wonder they both looks so sad yet so close
These poor guys! One random photo and we’ve got their lives planned out for them! 😀
If only they knew what we know
There’s so much heartbreak ahead of them… It’s saddening to watch, really…
And yet strangely compelling viewing
Okay, we need to stop now, lol… 🙂
Haha
BBF
Two best friends, who are like brothers to each other, tired from giving his bud a piggy back on the bicycle are having a rest and chilling 🙂
I think that one is a winner!
oh yeah xD
for the WIIIINNNNN
my child hood in an envelope
awww
lol yeah such a tomboy xD tying skate boards to bicycles and climbing trees 😀
awesome
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I love the colour matching of their shirts and the graffiti next to the contrast of the yellow bike. Personally, I reckon they just stopped for a picnic.
Its like they colour coordinated with the walls….
I think one is gay , or they are both gays, and one finally confesses his feelings for the other.
PS… they pass by that place everyday… and one says, I need to tell you something…. let’s stop here.
I love the idea of their history, love blooming but only on one side. The worst kind of love