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fourteen june
eleven : fifty a.m.
"i wish i were somewhere beautiful. i'm beginning to despise artificial lighting and gray post-soviet architecture. i want to be somewhere colorful, somewhere that catches me off-guard because i've never experienced it and i don't know how to react."
it was too pretty to forget.
listen : bright eyes (in my head)