Much love, Nicole


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Wooden Boat
by £deviantWEAR| I'm really in love with music. It's saved my life and inspires me more than a lot of things. I like walking places rather than driving. I like going on crazy adventures with my best friends. I read a lot, probably more than I should... You'll find me just staring at the sky for long periods of time. |
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"Shhh!! Quiet neighborhood!" -Matt
Yeah, I yell a little too much...
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If simplicity is the key to our truest form of sincerity, then I won't think twice when I write "I love you darling, and I'll always feel this way."
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"Shhh!! Quiet neighborhood!" -Matt
Yeah, I yell a little too much...
Thank you for the
Thank you for the watch!
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"Shhh!! Quiet neighborhood!" -Matt
Yeah, I yell a little too much...
Means a lot that someone likes my work.
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"Shhh!! Quiet neighborhood!" -Matt
Yeah, I yell a little too much...
It's part of my recovery process.
A good way to release my thoughts.
The things I bottle up inside.
Before they turn into something else.
I used to write all the time. I was never very good, but it feels better to write. I paint or take pictures now.
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"Shhh!! Quiet neighborhood!" -Matt
Yeah, I yell a little too much...
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