"She once couldn’t decide between reading or writing, listening or playing; lost between difficult words and old songs that maybe were too old for her age, but she always thought it sounded right... maybe it was because of the rum she never drank." { }
wish, hope, dream.
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lordofthejohnlock:

my celebrity crushes always start with “who the hell is this” and always turn into “that’s his right nostril I can tell”

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