A dispassionate white sun shone at the summit of the sky. I wanted to hone myself on it till I grew saintly and thin and essential as the blade of a knife.
Thursday, May 9, 2013
Will You Still Love Me
I don't listen to Lana Del Rey, but I cannot stop playing this song. The trailer got me. It's one of my favorite books of all time. One of the only books I wanted to reread all over again immediately after I had just finished the last sentence.
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