Sixteen going on a hundred and three, creatively disorganized, easily amused, complete introvert. Terribly in love with all creatures great and small, avid horse back rider slash musician slash writer - inquisitive dreamer with too big an imagination to be healthy.
Usually fascinated with the little things in life - and attempts to find a connection with every minuscule thing stumbled upon. Terrified of spiders, though merciful and unable to kill bugs (unless they bite horses).
- website: intricate-tears.tumblr.com
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The Summer that was Frigid
Being alone is like being in an ice storm. Summer solace is the disease this year - and it is absolutely frig...