It is that time of the year again. I need clothes for the next month of parties and events and to sit and home and watch the rain. I know Christmas is going to be a good time for me. I don't care what I do... I have so much. I want to be happy.
There is just magic in the air on Christmas. It's like, someone sprinkled that day with special gold dust so the air would look shinier. I do kinda hate how Christmas has to be related to some mall and shopping. I like those things but because I like Christmas so much, I hate to see Christmas bastardized by malls.
I haven't been of many words lately. I am myself, and I am good. I just don't quite know what to say.
There is just magic in the air on Christmas. It's like, someone sprinkled that day with special gold dust so the air would look shinier. I do kinda hate how Christmas has to be related to some mall and shopping. I like those things but because I like Christmas so much, I hate to see Christmas bastardized by malls.
I haven't been of many words lately. I am myself, and I am good. I just don't quite know what to say.
Teen Vogue's spreads make me want to be in love.
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