She is a delicate color purple, the wind on a summer day. She's the girl in love with a 90s aesthetic and she stays up into the late hours of the night sketching. She's read that book a million times and knows all of the words to that movie.
She watched Ted talks videos and listens to podcasts. She has an emotional connection to everything in her room.
She's always on Tumblr and tries her best to stay connected with that earth. She loves outerspace, if you show get her to talk about the stars, she'll light up.
She gives wonderful advice and is always willing to lend and ear or a shoulder when you need to cry. She's always worried or dressed about something but she doesn't let that get to her.
She loves her own solitude and music speaks to her soul. Her soul needs surgery but you'd never know because she hides it so well.
She doesn't have many friends but she is fine with what she has. She loves sleeping but she can't seem to figure out how to sleep in.
She doodles in her class notebooks and love acoustic music. She drinks coffee and tea like it's a drug. She only drinks with reusable straws and out of mason jars.
She wears converse and mom jeans. She's a hopeless romantic and a fool for love.
She is me.
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Sachbücherin which i try to be poetic talking about yesterday...