I don't want to be controlled...
I'm sitting here staring at the deep snow outside of my bedroom window wishing I could just run away to Paris and explore...find amazing vintage shops and fabulous cake shops which serves tea in old china teacups...doesn't it sound wonderfully chic?
I'm really finding who I am and I know I don't want to be part of a superficial fake bitchy world...
I guess I just want to create life as I go and make one big piece of art called...LIFE.
Oh, I don't know...sometimes it's easy to lose yourself!
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