Sep 24, 2015 15:10
"I don't really know, it was really cool but vague. I found myself walking with you in a foggy wood. You were really pale and beautiful in an interesting way. We were talking about God knows what but I felt very happy and relieved for some reason.
At the same time even in my dream I knew that it wasn't real.
You were as beautiful as the autumn".
письма,
le plus beau sommeil,
quoting is a mauvais ton