6.51 pm
1) rainy evenings and deep old souls dont mix well.
add some warm steamy coffee & few cancer sticks (read: nicotine) to it and you're well on your way to brilliant far reaching thoughts. the sound of downpour accompanying the indie music playing in the background, dim fairylights blurred who am i kidding im just imagining things
2) pores are shrinking as we're speaking.
-and i can feel my skin tightening holy. hell.
3) music playing: idealism, rosie lowe
dreamy