Who am I? Do you mean… where I’m from? What I one day might become? What I do? What I’ve done? What I dream? Do you mean… what you see? What you see or what I’ve seen? What I fear or what I dream? Do you mean who I love? Do you mean what I’ve lost? WHO AM I? I guess who I am is exactly the same as who you are. Not better than. Not less than. Because there is no one who has been or will ever be exactly the same as either you or me.
welcome • I've seen you, beauty, and you belong to me now, whoever you are waiting for and if I never see you again, I thought. You belong to me and all Paris belongs to me and I belong to this notebook and this pencil. ― Ernest Hemingway