"La fenêtre, au bout du hall, m'aspira comme l'eût fait le hublot brisé d'un avion. Loin, très loin, il y avait la ville - si loin que je doutais d'y avoir jamais mis les pieds." Amélie Nothomb, Stupeur et tremblements
by sugar_and_dinosaurs 7 years ago | via Instagram

About last night!!!.. Feeling so very loved ???????????? {birthdays make the perfect excuse to see your friends... and have throbbing headaches the next day ????????????} .. @rockshiceats @balvaneranyc #onatuesday #almostbirthday #foodwinefriends #hangove
by rockshic 7 years ago | via Instagram


There is no perfect, ideal, and cohesive road for motherhood, only the twist and turns of the “figure it out yourself” sort... Was I ever a fully-fledged person before I had my children? Why yes, of course I was… I had a life and it was a great one –...
by rockshic 7 years ago | via Instagram