I sat there for three hours and did not feel the time or the boredom of our talk and its foolish disconnection. As long as I could hear his voice, I was quite lost, quite blind, quite outside my own self.
august 12, 2014
new york city was extra cloudy and picturesque today
Watched the sunrise in Paris today and it was beautiful
"I saw the angel in the marble and carved until I set him free."
— Christine Feehan, Night Game (via observando)