Hello, Im Wistful

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So Nice, life could be so Nice, Nice

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Lost my favorite shirt. It was the perfect shirt.

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re: missing someone but not wanting them back

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Stomach gurgles echoing across the walls of the full six bed female only hostel dorm room.

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Just as a place can feel so new and scary it can feel the exact opposite just as quick

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I think people like it when a person is vulnerable. It’s honest.

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Wearing my new cape poncho sweater thing that I got two days ago and it makes me feel so grown up lady like I am the top curator at at museum or gallery (manifesting yes). I wore my favorite jewelry, not too much not too little, and sprayed three spritzes of my favorite and only perfume.

Took myself to my 15:00 reservation to the Horta museum and spent 2 beautiful hours there drawing and lingering until closing and they kicked me out. I was the last person to leave. I will linger and stare and dilly and dally and I love being alone because I can do just that. Fuck a bitch that rushes you I never want to be rushed in life ever again I love taking my damn time🤞🤞💯💯💯

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And goodies I saw at the flea

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Anyway here’s my chai from today

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Last hostel morning green tea and peanut butter banana bread