It was that kind of a crazy afternoon, terrifically cold, and no sun out or anything, and you felt like you were disappearing every time you crossed a road.
—The Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger (via thechocolatebrigade)
It was that kind of a crazy afternoon, terrifically cold, and no sun out or anything, and you felt like you were disappearing every time you crossed a road.
—The Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger (via thechocolatebrigade)
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