at the point where i've had too much coffee too late and my hands are nervous caffeine junkies shakin' for want of someone to touch or something to say. alone and the words won't come tho' i can feel 'em shifting right there, under paper-thin layers of this newly-acquired self-doubt and time. the bruises on my knees know this feeling better than i
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gosh i hope so. very soon. it's my goal for the summer, first and foremost. anything special at the moment you're dying to read? ;] hehe. i need inspiration.
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i'm trying! my god am i trying. constructive feedback is why i keep going. :]
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emma
xoxo
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