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-Donna Tartt, “The Secret History”

I always dreamed I would have a home open to happening: weekend coffee with everyone gathering in the kitchen, dinner parties which leave laughter ringing in empty rooms for days afterwards, our bed a shore and us a wave crashing down in the early hours. In the morning, I get up and see our sofa made up with an array of pilows, knowing our home is full of our friends makes my heart hurt with the bursting joy of it all

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not your whole life, just a chapter

I've woven my life like a cobweb, any external touch destroys it

I've seen my own sun darkened

find me where the wild things are

Let me glimpse inside your velvet bones - E. A. Poe

Cimetière de la Madeleine by lesitinerairesdesimone.

Montreal pt. 2

Researching, writing, also procrastinating.

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