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god i love coming home and being at home and sitting inside my home and staying home

shook to my absolute core that this is Sarah Holt!!!!!

when i have a crush i dont kick my feet or twirl my hair instead i am in my kitchen at 3am pacing in circles with my hands clasped behind my back like a middle-aged divorced detective haunted by a cold case he just cant crack

this is cute but my hair is most definitely being twirled

i hope the anonymous person who sent the "i used to live in your house. i'm drunk in boston and it's the only address i know. happy holidays" postcard is aware that they wrote my favourite poem

Nobody understands the bond between a girl and the mediocre book she read when she was 13 years old.