thea.curtis: You're the star.
thea.curtis: Dominance and importance.
thea.curtis: Then the gray eyes change like the sea.
thea.curtis: Hunting with strangers.
thea.curtis: Cellophane flowers...
thea.curtis: The big black sea.
thea.curtis: Late for tea.
thea.curtis: A love affair.
thea.curtis: To remind...
thea.curtis: Things.
thea.curtis: It's a dead end.
thea.curtis: Picnic at Hanging Rock.
thea.curtis: Blood.
thea.curtis: A stranger arrives.
thea.curtis: Silence.
thea.curtis: Shades of gray.
thea.curtis: For a second.
thea.curtis: Won't you come in?
thea.curtis: strange
thea.curtis: never far away.
thea.curtis: Must be something magnetic.
thea.curtis: Toujours l'amour.
thea.curtis: It was red.
thea.curtis: We left her behind at the rock.