twenty-eight year old dilettante freezing in omaha, nebraska, who dances alone in basements, listens to music way too loud, and arranges her books in color order instead of alphabetically.
i want to run away with you to anywhere but here. you say you want to see the world… all you see are the other trees rooted in the ground next to you. i’m looking for a way out of the forest of our city, family, and friends.
