THREE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-EIGHT
I did not go to rehearsal.
I did not babysit.
I did not do anything but come home and sleep.
Happy vacation, self. Feel better soon.
(Late)
Ask me anything.
"She couldn't fit in if she tried; she's different just because she's trying to keep up."
Hi, I'm Rebecca. People say that I was born in the wrong generation, and I couldn't agree more; at heart, I am a flower child. However, I am seventeen today, and living in this decade. For an entire year, I'm going to make a post a day about whatever I like. More often than not, it'll be my rambling thoughts, but you might also get pictures, videos, or songs. Some will be short, sweet, and to the point; others, you'll be reading for pages. Who knows? Let's just keep living one day at a time, and learn to dance in the rain while we wait for the sunshine.
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I did not go to rehearsal.
I did not babysit.
I did not do anything but come home and sleep.
Happy vacation, self. Feel better soon.
(Late)
