are too.
(except for my billie jean, of course.)
what sort of diary should i like mine to be? something loose-knit and yet not slovenly, so elastic that it will embrace anything, solemn, slight or beautiful, that comes into my mind. i should like it to resemble some deep old desk or capacious hold-all, in which one flings a mass of odds and ends without looking them through.
virginia woolf
ah bring to me! camilla needs a sister or a brother! she's getting much too spoiled!
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