Blank Doll drinks tea.

I just chanced on my old blog and it has made me think. I have changed this year. Alot. Maybe I'm thankful for it but I can't help but think that some inner child of me died while I wasn't looking.

Maybe it's because I stopped hoping for somebody to see that other side of me.

So here I am, and forget about existential divides, I want a pair of John Lobb's ankle boots in suede.

C'est tout.