Rosemary Tonks

She had me at Rosemary

Addiction to an Old Mattress by Rosemary Tonks   No, this is not my life, thank God … … worn out like this, and crippled by brain-fag; Obsessed first by one person, and then (Almost at once) most horribly besotted by another; These Februaries, full of draughts and cracks, They belong to the people in […]