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Mar 2014
I'm an old soul,
in a valley of new-aged minds.

I hide behind long tresses of dark, curly hair,
and a mind-blowing swirl of brown, green, and grey eyes.

I listen to classic rock,
and steal liquor from my mom.

I hate society,
And I am that crazy, political, hipster chick.

I like vintage things, meaningless things,
and even very broken things.

I love clothes that are to big for me,
and can only drink milk if it's in a mug.

I like the kind of weather that flushes your cheeks,
And causes you to pull your jacket on tighter.

I like these things because they are what they are,
and they make me who I am.
" For those ******* who ask the question,'Who are you?' "
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