Rainy Monday mornings... Don't they just get you down? It's supposed to be the beginning of a bright new week. It's supposed to be Thanksgiving. Am I thankful for anything? Maybe...
Female. Nineteen. Tequila shots and a dancefloor. Black Nail Polish. Bullet with Buttefly wings. Bangles. Ipod. Laptop. Book. Bottle of water. Fucking good concerts. Indie rock. White-sand beaches with a dash of a beautiful sunset.
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