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seventeen april
eleven : oh-seven a.m.
i don't even like jazz, but it feels perfect for right now. sitting on my bed, looking out the window at perfectly manicured lawns, neighbors in minivans, summer heat and post-shower hair dripping down my back.
music : jazz safari
literature : recipe
fixation : cake; neighborhood