I do not know myself sometimes, or how to measure and name and count the grains that make me what I am. - Virginia Woolf
Thursday, 22 March 2012
archive
i feel like i've grown so much when i look back on my blog, through the archive of your blog
you have yet to show me, you have yet to tell me, i have yet to know these things of you your imperfect passions, your poetry, what you want to do before you die..
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