“the truth is, we’re all some kind of haunted. the only difference are the things that haunt us the most. smells, lights, sounds, lovers. a whiff of perfume. an old song. black and white photographs. they’re all pretend ghosts- lying around our deepest selves, just waiting to be revealed again.”



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