"Jane? Jane… forgive me. I couldn’t tell you, I knew you’d never stay. Jane, come away with me. We’ll go and live together in that whitewashed villa away from everyone. You have no family to care, to interfere with us. Jane? Jane, can you hear me?"
beegirl, 30, is trapped in the belly of a black winged bird, can love only obsessivly, adores: journalism, design, corporate communications, musicals, anime, manga, Pearl Jam, the 90's, the 20's, the early 19th century, Jane Austen, Nana, Rock'n Roll, bad boys, Japan, british accent, love stories and slanted eyes.