Written Souvenirs

freckle-faced, sunshine-loving, fashion-obsessed foody: I love the english language, iced green tea, fresh flowers, raspberries, champagne, & handwritten letters.

We ate well and cheaply and drank well and cheaply and slept well and warm together and loved each other.

Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast 

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You call yourself a free spirit, a “wild thing,” and you’re terrified somebody’s gonna stick you in a cage. Well baby, you’re already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it’s not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somali-land. It’s wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself.

Breakfast at Tiffany’s 

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When people walk away from you, let them go. You shouldn’t have to talk them into staying with you, loving you, calling you, caring about you, and coming to see you, because if they really cared about you in the first place; they would not be going anywhere.


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