SEBASTIAN MORAN:
[ sms ] you don’t have to worry, chester. I promise.
I wouldn’t let anything happen to you. - SM[ sms ] at least you’re here now. finally. how’s the flat? it could
really use some new decorating, to be perfectly honest.
I wish I had time to arrange a few things. - SM[ sms ] I’m sitting in at an art auction and then I
will return. wait up for me. - SM
[ Text to: Mon Tigre ]: It’s not myself that I fret over. Though I don’t particularly favour utilizing my skills, I know very well how to handle myself, how to survive. - CL
[ Text to: Mon Tigre ]: it’s just. after those days. weeks. months you were away...I worry about you. I know it’s foolish because it’s YOU but...I guess it’s just me being me. - CL
[ Text to: Mon Tigre ]: anyways - yes, it feels absolutely perfect to be aside you once again. and paris out of all places! - CL
[ Text to: Mon Tigre ]: it has a much more leisurely, comforting feel than back at our flat. don’t get me wrong, i do adore the whole feeling of being in our flat, in out kitchen, in our bed, but here is a different notion. good different. i actually favour the style you chose. - CL
[ Text to: Mon Tigre ]: are you buying for the gallery? ech. buisness. well, at least it’s something that may inspire people to look at art likewise the way you do. and of course i will. i kind of have to. i’ve been working on something for tonight as of late. - CL
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