Dripping in Nostalgia, Starving for Relevance
killer fkg lines Annie....
>>>You got the sense she had grown up somewhere you needed a gate code to enter, but was never quite let inside herself.
Her foundation was cracked and peeling at the edges, like old paint on a forgotten wall.
She looked puffy, the kind of bloated that clings to you after a stint in rehab
Her life was one long, unending mood board that got sadder the closer you looked.
THANK YOU!!!!!
killer fkg lines Annie....
>>>You got the sense she had grown up somewhere you needed a gate code to enter, but was never quite let inside herself.
Her foundation was cracked and peeling at the edges, like old paint on a forgotten wall.
She looked puffy, the kind of bloated that clings to you after a stint in rehab
Her life was one long, unending mood board that got sadder the closer you looked.
THANK YOU!!!!!