this blog is like a box of chocolates. I read a lot. I want tin can roses. I drink too much Lady Grey. I recite film lines to myself when I feel sad. I eat a lot of apple strudel. and this is my masterlist.
& i've left for a while. but why?
basement fighter(s)
Okay, so you’re probably going, “Is this like a Noxzema commercial or what?” But seriously, I actually have a way normal life for a teenage girl.
- Clueless (1995)
