500 days of Autumn

500 days of Autumn

Friday, 1 February 2013


“I don’t suppose I really know you very well - but I know you smell like the delicious damp grass that grows near old walls and that your hands are beautiful opening out of your sleeves and that the back of your head is a mossy sheltered cave when there is trouble in the wind and that my cheek just fits the depression in your shoulder.” 
― Zelda Fitzgerald

yours,
K

2 comments:

Lacey said...

wow. beautiful words, lovely photo :)

katie josephine said...

Gah, I die.

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