But not necessarily in that order.
Actually, yes. Definitely in that order.
On a separate note, I've decided Sara Bareilles, Regina Spektor, and Etta James are my music soul-sisters. Pun most definitely intended.
Disclaimer: This is not supposed to be an overly-dramatic, whiny post. It's not a veiled reference at a break-up or lost romance. And good heavens, it's definitely not a tribute to Vampire Diaries. The day I start watching Vampire Diaries is the day my brain is sucked out and replaced with glitter and seventeen magazine and UGG boots.
This is just me conversing openly with vast quantities of time and space.
Qualis cordis non respiciat?
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