Bookworm who lives in a state of denial and daydreams too much for her own good. Prefers fictional characters and cats over real people.
Photoshop is my salvation.
❝ She burst into tears as she alluded to it, and for a few minutes could not speak another word. Darcy, in wretched suspense, could only say something indistinctly of his concern, and observe her in compassionate silence. ❞
(Source: starfishlove)