L'histoire jamais racontée.

Feel, Think, Speak and Love Freely.
I'm Emily. I like owls, and lace, literature and anything aesthetically pleasing. I drink too much coffee, smoke too many cigarettes, and seem to linger in my own disordered mind. If you're reading this, you're witnessing the constant ebb and flow of my travels. My blog is my eulogy.


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May 27th

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May 27th "I know how failure tastes.
I drink it straight from the carton.
I always keep a gallon in the fridge at my apartment."
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May 26th

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May 26th

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May 24th

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