Tuesday, 11 January 2011
I was sick of the thought of love. Sick of everyone going on about how badly they wanted it and how badly they were in it. I'm never entirely convinced of true love until I see it first hand, in a relaxed, un-staged setting. I'm currently reading Dear John by Nicholas Sparks and no I've never seen the movie. I'm falling back in love with the idea of love.
Posted by BECKY LOWERS at 14:22