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three days.

i’ve been sewing for a week straight and i have my face instead of a dress to show for it. ARCHITECTURE SCHOOL.

his name is Bailey.

like the cat. 

when beautiful days happen in knoxxx. we get to this spot and we take naps… after driving to johnson city the night before at 12:48 AM just to see what it looks like in the early morning, at the top of a mountain, lights.  

when beautiful days happen in knoxxx. we get to this spot and we take naps… after driving to johnson city the night before at 12:48 AM just to see what it looks like in the early morning, at the top of a mountain, lights.  

singing in the dorm with the boy and the roommate. ta-dahh.

LONG HAIR. DON’T CARE.

the lights of the city painted in a rhythm— stripes of gold and the color of our time at this place. that’s the top of the hill, where you take me.

where you take me. 

one of those people i couldn’t live without. 
simple as that. 

one of those people i couldn’t live without. 

simple as that. 

no matter how little i pushed the subject, failed to mention it ever happening before, or even acknowledged the prospect. it happened…..

i have friends in college that call me Lexie.

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