Margaret

I live with so much guilt.

It eats me alive.

Thankyou for being the mother I never had.

I adore you.

You made me who I am today.

You make the best 2 minute noodles and the freshest bread.

I think of you almost every single day.

I love you more than you could ever know.

I have spent more nights crying over you than anyone else in the world.

I don't know why it's so hard for me to pick up the phone and call you.

I'm scared that that one day it will be too late.

I love you.

If only you knew how much I love you.

Be Patient

Secrets

Paint

Attitude

Post Secrets

Cruelty

Not Giving Up

Where I'd Rather Be

Scrapbook

Scared

Black and White Polka Dots

Beauties

Regret Nothing

Anne Frank.

Think.

Newspaper

"That abominable and sensual act called reading the newspaper, thanks to which all the misfortunes and cataclysms in the universe over the last twenty-four hours, the battles which cost the lives of fifty thousand men, the murders, the strikes, the bankruptcies, the fires, the poisonings, the suicides, the divorces, the cruel emotions of statesmen and actors, are transformed for us, who don’t even care, into a morning treat, blending in wonderfully, in a particularly exciting and tonic way, with the recommended ingestion of a few sips of café au lait."