28 and 3 are my lucky numbers. I love lavender; the plant not the color. I have always loved rain, it’s part of the reason I want to live in Seattle when I’m older. I think people who have secrets are more interesting, but I admire honest people more than anyone else. I’m obsessed with old movies, books, and music to the point that my family thinks I was born into the wrong decade. I love when people use proper spelling and grammar, and I hate when people say things that make absolutely no sense but think they sound deep. I could not care less what everyone else does with their lives, and it bothers me when people assume I do because I don’t do the EXACT same things as them. I love everything about French culture, and I idolize Brigitte Bardot. I hate being cliché, but that in itself is the greatest cliché of all. I have absolutely no clue what I’m doing with my life, and I change my mind as often as I change clothes. I don’t waste my time on inauthentic people. I don’t think everything happens for a reason, I believe that’s just another comforting notion to distract us from the fact that what we have now could be all we ever have. Chances are no one will read this, and in all honestly I’m kind of banking on that expectation.
C’est peut être le destin.
