I see photos with remarkable composure and draw, I see smiles on the faces of those in her closest circle, I read extremely well written words with impact. I sit in wonderment more times a month than I imagined would occur over the years
I even edited her magazine once. I can dig the email up if I need some type of solid evidence. I do the things I do, and still could never imagine putting together that electric fashion show of a life she calls her day to day.
I want every line to have a purpose, there are no strays here, only intent.
you’re so young,
But I’ve heard deep things
Come and dip your feet in
Che la mia ferita sia mortale – may all your wounds be mortal