Nothing but the musings of an old soul
fleeting thought(s) Born and raised in a tiny Californian town no one has ever heard of, this girl grew up to become just as unremarkable as the place she called home.
"But for the present, if he clung to her, it was not in order to be dragged up, but to feel some one floundering in the depths with him: he wanted her to suffer with him, not to help him to suffer less"
Edith Wharton, The House of Mirth
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