eighteen

eighteen
Anyone’s Ghost, The National.
It’s raining. I’m tired. I’m sitting in front of the heater waiting for the kettle to boil.

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About blairelizabeth

aspiring designer, lover of words, music junkie
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2 Responses to eighteen

  1. Sydney says:

    I’ve just discovered this blog.

    You are currently my favourite person of the week.

  2. blairelizabeth says:

    awesome :) thanks!

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