Mercedes Barraza

Dusk waits the way old roads do. Time smooths the rough edges.

[Mercedes Barraza @MercedesBa73246]

candlelight on my skin, heat on my mind

[Mercedes Barraza @MercedesBa73246]

Woodsmoke hangs low as if it''s been here before. 🌱🌾. The past sits closer at dusk.

[Mercedes Barraza @MercedesBa73246]

If I''m honest, morning light holds still. Lonely don''t always mean empty. ✨

[Mercedes Barraza @MercedesBa73246]

The creek spills over. 🌳. Morning makes room for what night carried.

[Mercedes Barraza @MercedesBa73246]

The lake holds still no promises, just truth. Years do their work in silence.

[Mercedes Barraza @MercedesBa73246]

Old pines lets go, soft as a remembered song. 🌳. Old thoughts travel light.

[Mercedes Barraza @MercedesBa73246]

Salt air keeps moving. 🌤️. Years do their work in silence.

[Mercedes Barraza @MercedesBa73246]

@amounzz_ do you ever have a bad photo 😩😩...

[Mercedes Barraza @MercedesBa73246]

Night air leans—soft as a remembered song. reckon. 🌌. Some memories come back with the weather.

[Mercedes Barraza @MercedesBa73246]

@keith00096 every single time she delivers 👑 fr

[Mercedes Barraza @MercedesBa73246]

every like on this has your name on it 💅

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[Mercedes Barraza @MercedesBa73246]

The hills holds still. Time don''t ask permission. ✨. The quiet has a long memory.

[Mercedes Barraza @MercedesBa73246]

@8Gekl2IsVo looking pretty as usual !!

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The river spills over—without making a fuss. 🌱🌾. The quiet has a long memory.@cF2voJScvU @1k4bOSdAti

[Mercedes Barraza @MercedesBa73246]

The lake spills over, like it''s minding its own business. ☁️🌌. The past sits closer at dusk.

[Mercedes Barraza @MercedesBa73246]

@htxpwaPRKr the way i stopped breathing 😩😩
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[Hazel Gomez @htxpwaPRKr]

A prairie sky shows up—right on schedule, like always. 🌌. Lonely don''t always mean empty.

[Mercedes Barraza @MercedesBa73246]

the danger zone starts here 🫠😏

[Mercedes Barraza @MercedesBa73246]

The tide drifts, right proper. 🌌. A little solitude can be honest.