I have a vast collection of books, films, magazines. {Nylon & Teen Vogue}, and necklaces. I'm fond of keys, willow trees, and Marilyn Monroe. I am in love with the only person in the world who understands my mind, and remembers I prefer vanilla over chocolate. I glue things together and call it art. I have crowded books shelves that still need to be filled. I'd like to be a writer, but I doubt I have any talent left. My pink Zune holds my ticket to the land of imagination. I try to be honest, but sometimes, when I look at you, I feel the need to lie through my teeth.
morose