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my hair is tossy. i run my fingers through it and i feel soft. all together, just not the hair.
i'm confused on where i am heading in my life but the urge to leave is easier than staying.
i don't want chicago to hold me back and every one knows i'm keeping myself away from the opportunity of a male making it worth to.
i'm easy to swoon i said.
i stopped wearing cover up and i only focus on liner and mascara. i rub baby oil on dry elbows and i terribly miss my friends.
banks scare the living shit out of me.
i want a type writer and a shirt to print on.
on the way back home from kenosha i had an amazing talk with a good friend. dicussing how we would never give each other the time of sitting across from each other due to just knowing each other as an aquintance. he was the only person when the ex and i called it quits to call me over the phone and say: "i want you to know i'm here. if you want to go get coffee any time soon, i work in palatine."
i took his offer and now we swing on swing sets and drink bubble tea. i tell him mini secrets for testing purposes. not intentional though. maybe?
i feel gross as a human being. john lennon, sing it to me.
my head phones blew out from my high volume of music to erase the car sounds as i am walking. now i have a constant crackling in my ear. the noise is not pleasant but it makes Conor Oberst's voice better.
i terribly, terribly miss my friends.
i'm confused on where i am heading in my life but the urge to leave is easier than staying.
i don't want chicago to hold me back and every one knows i'm keeping myself away from the opportunity of a male making it worth to.
i'm easy to swoon i said.
i stopped wearing cover up and i only focus on liner and mascara. i rub baby oil on dry elbows and i terribly miss my friends.
banks scare the living shit out of me.
i want a type writer and a shirt to print on.
on the way back home from kenosha i had an amazing talk with a good friend. dicussing how we would never give each other the time of sitting across from each other due to just knowing each other as an aquintance. he was the only person when the ex and i called it quits to call me over the phone and say: "i want you to know i'm here. if you want to go get coffee any time soon, i work in palatine."
i took his offer and now we swing on swing sets and drink bubble tea. i tell him mini secrets for testing purposes. not intentional though. maybe?
i feel gross as a human being. john lennon, sing it to me.
my head phones blew out from my high volume of music to erase the car sounds as i am walking. now i have a constant crackling in my ear. the noise is not pleasant but it makes Conor Oberst's voice better.
i terribly, terribly miss my friends.