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"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." - Anais Nin Copyright © purfects 2014

dear diary; lrh

❝ dear diary, there's this boy at school, and everyday I can't help but admire him from across the room... ❞ © hemmkinks