My name is Rylee, I am eighteen, and I am still writing my story as I walk, embellishing the details with adjectives that describe the thoughts in my mind circling each other caught in an endless cycle over and over again. I have painfully obscene obsessions with Paget Brewster, Lauren Graham, Miley Cyrus, and Terri Clark. I love Camp Wohelo. Gilmore Girls. Tea. Lip balm. Memories. Hand-written letters. Photography. Traveling. Criminal Minds. Long hugs. I don't like spiders. Birds. Thunderstorms. Orange Juice, or Escalators. It doesn't take a lot of effort to please me, but it does take somebody different to impress me.
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