stuck in limbo, feeling closer to my fourteen year old self than my seventeen year old self
obsessed with all things green tea and writing blog posts on fake myspace. in my pete wentz era 4real -_-
the past week has been throwing myself from drink to drink and displaying my affection for everyone overtly. screaming opinions through upperclass suburbs and sitting down on the pavement to write love letters to nobody.
the stars must be aligned in some particular way. things feel vividly real and surreal simultaneously.
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