fuck it.

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you are under no obligation to be the same person you were five minutes ago.

my name is abbi, and i'm somewhere between my favourite songs and new york city.

i look like this, listen to these songs and constantly wish i was here.

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if i don’t a tall boy in a leather jacket doesn’t fall in love with me in new york then i just give up on this whole romance business