it’s always just one word, one place, one train car, one thought that sinks me right back down to the bottom
Feb 18th / 0 notes
jenna, 17, chicago
i like art. i listen to an unholy amount of shitty pop-rock. i wear stripes a lot. constantly stuck somewhere inbetween 2005 and 2007. half of me is in california.
second(s) to mars
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