same chick different clothes

If I were a painter and could  paint your memory

Trying to get back to writing, I feel like my words aren't interesting, photos are my thing

Its weird because writing was the one thing I use to love, I always wrote poetry and short stories, funny how your interests change

Never thought I'd be the type to wonder in the cold at an abandoned warehouse for a photo

I thought I'd be a straight A college student that wrote for the school newspaper

 Instead I'm a fashion obsessed chick who likes adventures and stylish men

Well loves stylish men, sometimes I feel like life takes u places to show you which way not to go, that has been me for the past two years, for once I think I'm on the right track

I'd climb inside the swirling skies to be with you


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