MON CAPRICE. IN MEMORY OF A BELOVED FRIEND: SOLE THE PROUD REDHEAD
Ramblings and memories.
Saturday, January 4, 2014
REDHEADS: QUOTES
Out of the ash, I rise with my red hair
And eat men like air
- Sylvia Plath, Poet -
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