20 noiembrie 2011

The moonlight shows us for what we really are.

.The moonlight shows us for what we really are. 
For too long I’ve been parched and unable to quench it. Too long I’ve been starving to death and haven’t died. 
I feel nothing. Not the wind on my face nor the spray of the sea nor the warmth of a woman’s flesh. You best start believing in ghost stories, Miss Turner. You’re in one!