Someday I'll be so damn much more...



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Describe myself?
If we're being totally honest here, I couldn't tell you. I'm still trying to figure it all out...






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When Your Mom Puts On Her Oldies And You Know Every Word,

bipolar-bliss:

And she looks at you sing like:

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You’re just into it:

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And she joins in and y’all are like:

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