Sometimes You Need To Ride A Bus Not A Pony
After all, I am a little bit this girl as well. Just as much as I belong up a creek with star fruit in my pockets.
MoreAfter all, I am a little bit this girl as well. Just as much as I belong up a creek with star fruit in my pockets.
MoreI brought pictures. And my guitar. Clothes and anklets. A cork board. Five big black letters. D. R. E. A. and M. My friend gave them to me. When she first handed them to me and I pulled them all out of the pretty paper bag I thought ‘why has she bought me the word […]
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