This is a diary of fragile and sweet things.
My name is Marylle. 14. September.
“Stories are like genies...They can carry us into and though our sorrows. Sometimes they burn, sometimes they dance, sometimes they weep, sometimes they sing. Like genies, everyone has one. Like genies, sometimes we forget that we do. Our stories can set us free...When we set them free.” ― Francesca Lia Block
