Oed' und leer das Meer.
Yet when we came back, late, from the Hyacinth garden, Your arms full, and your hair wet, I could not Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither Living nor dead, and I knew nothing, Looking into the heart of light, the silence.
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I don’t know how comfortable I am about The Perks of Being a Wallflower being turned into a movie.

  1. wakeful-dreamer said: same. i might not see it. i don’t want it to change how the book made me feel.
  2. queenofcatastrophe posted this