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This one’s from the vaults. I was drunk on wine and completely in love with the idea of a boy. The only problem, is that he never really got to see the real me. That’s where I fucked up.—I want to say this was recorded at the end of July, before boarding a plane for London. Patrick actually just dropped off my guitar at the apartment I’m staying at. It feels good to have my baby back.

Post Notes

  1. pendulumman said: Oh no, wait. Half an hour to myself. E-mail me, eh? I have a spontaneous idea. Bring yer microphone. x
  2. insomniagirl posted this