Old soul

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Without a filter I am me

Which sometimes can be contradicting

I love the way my eyes look when they catch the sun mid-day

But I can't stand the heat

I hate love but most of all I hate that I can't stop loving the feeling it gives me

I hate the world but I can't not love it cause it's the only place for me besides Heaven

I have a lot of friends, but I feel very lonely

Without a filter I am

A Baker A Sculpter,

A Stylist, A Painter

A daughter, An older sister

A forever student, A follower of God

I like to sip fresh squeezed lemonade and lay under willow trees

Lay as my hair catchs the wind and the grass tickles my feet

I like long walks and high waisted jeans

I like listening to Marvin Gaye and Lauren Hill

I love polaroids and old cassette tapes

Without a filter, there's so much to me then you see

I am me

I am an Old Soul

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
 
 
 
 
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Me
Our world

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