What do we leave behind when we cross each frontier? Each moment seems split in two; melancholy for what was left behind and the excitement of entering a new land.
- motorcycle diaries
About Me
- loud as hope
- things i love: my best friends, running, the rain, tea, photography, fall, making lists, chicago, sharks, hot chocolate, three musketeers, being outside, reading, painting, anything jonathan safran foer, thrifting, mary kate olsen, english bull dogs
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