#364.
So you've got this friend right. And at first when you meet her, it's pretty much just smiles and hellos. Until you smile and wave hello so many times, that you're suddenly close. And before long, you've realised you've made all these memories, that you barely even recall making. And while you're reminiscing over the handfuls of memories you don't even remember making, you going on a rollercoaster hug with her. All without even realising.


This post is for my number one blog stalker, T. Without even knowing it, she's one of the people that knows details about me some of my closest friends wouldn't even bother to ask about. And for that, she's special. She's also a freaking sexy dancer and has so much rhythm I want to kill her sometimes. Much love, T. :)




And you are one who expresses her feelings. :)

Hello, this is Tien. This blog is the remains of the unconventional cliches and angsty phrases of my teenage years. (Plus a new one every now and then)
I ♥ Phoenix, (500) days of summer, double entendres, unmade beds, autumn, Chopin, syncopated melodies, G7 chords and things that make me feel.

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