@limonada
I’ve got this quiet little guilty pleasure 😌 — I’m lowkey obsessed with photographing doors 🚪
Whenever I’m out walking, especially around my city, I can’t help but stop and stare. Old, peeling, carved-up doors with rusty handles and locks nobody’s fixed in years 🔑
There’s something kinda magical about them ✨ I make up stories in my head — who lived behind this one a hundred years ago? 🕰️ What secrets did it overhear? How many times did it swing open in a rush, with love, with fear, with joy? ❤️😱💨 Or maybe… it stayed shut for someone who never got the chance.
Sometimes I even dig up the real history — and that’s when it feels really alive 🖤
Most people just walk past. But for me? It’s a tiny adventure, a little stolen piece of someone else’s life 🗝️📷