and lost in subtle metaphor, retreats (original) (raw)
"though she had no one to write to, she had bought herself a blotter, a writing case, a pen and envelopes; she would dust off her whatnot, look at herself in the mirror, take up a book, and then begin to daydream and let it fall to her lap. . . she wanted to die. and she wanted to live in paris."
December 2016
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