This is our last dance. This is ourselves.

Thursday, 12 April 2012

Letters Home.

"Oh, I am in love with now, with all my fears and forebodings, for now I still am not completely molded. My life is still just beginning. I am strong. I long for a cause to devote my energies to...."

Sylvia Plath
Letters Home.

1 comment:

  1. And you blogged.. a tear of pride- that's weird but true! Loves ye xx