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I am a completely typical teenage girl. I love singing, things that are sparkly, playing piano, gingers, reading, and many other things. Don't take anything I say too seriously. Thank you and have a nice day.
This is my life.

This is my life.

A love like that was a serious illness, an illness from which you never entirely recover.

—Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last (via philphys)