Currently reading : sweet thirteen
There are things you dare when you’re 13 and (most likely) don’t dare anymore ever since you hit the “age of reason”. I crossed Sarah the young raccoon on the street last week, but I didn’t have my camera with me. When I saw her again the day after, and I did have my camera, I knew it was a sign…
Oh yes and when I asked her who got the idea for ther hair do, she simply went:
Please don’t grow up, you rule.