“This is a bridge in Paris. You hang locks on it with the name of you & your boyfriend/girlfriend/best-friend then throw the key into the river. So even though the friend/relationship may end, you can’t remove the lock. It stays there forever, as relevance to someone once a part of your life.”
I don’t care how gay this is. I’m doing it one day.
(Source: theamericanblondetraveler, via placebo-pills)
There’s a fence in downtown Wilmington full of keys. I’d like to think these are the locks they belong to.
This is what I was talking about in Paris
Doing this this summer !