85. The cure to the blues is a box of Franzia before going to watch a band you don't care for play a lovely set of songs you don't know. (With friends, of course.)
I'm being sincere.
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A Project. A Scrapbook. An Enchiridion.
About Me
- Taylor
- I like road trips, knitted things, soft pillowcases, fishing and origami. I also like funnel cake, waffles and sugar cookies. I collect perfume. The apple picture above isn't mine. It belongs to Google.
Blogs
- A Silent Revolution
- Alexservations
- Brain Or Shine
- Correr Con Los Payasos
- Cranberry Justice
- I've Just Come Across Something Interesting
- Life's The Illusion, Love's The Dream
- Mockingbird Music
- My Danger-Filled Commitment
- Rubber Boots
- Speak Up Sally
- The Coe Writing Center
- We Don't Need a Map
- We Only Get One Chance At Life
- Windy Baby
- You Look Like the Right Type
- Young Palms
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- do you have some plans for me
- le booklist
- there is no leaving new york
- you are so sweet dancing
- hail to whatever
- these hazards of love never more will trouble us
- I am
- i'm nobody without you, buddy
- i don't know what i can save you from
- we were sparkling
- you make me feel poetic
- day by day
- there's always been change
- ain't got no
- oh my
- take it from me
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