tangina my heart

morning: bursts of sunshine and tiny droplets of rain

westernly wind and
an urge to leap through the night.

Things were starting to dim when
"Come on over."

bass drum in syncopated beats

Most people have luxuries they can't give up; this is mine.

I like being young at heart. It's something that I would never grow out of and would never like to anyway.
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This feeling is new to me again.
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I want to start drawing and learn painting. I also need  my own camera badly.
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I will forever associate the romanticism of bus stops to you.