Quirks in Distress

Katelynn. An old soul constrained to 17 years of viability. A small town that I would never trade in a world that dares us all to become adventurers. Vinyls, thrift stores, post-punk revival and staring at the clouds. I've been told this makes me a wannabe hipster. To those people I've made it quite clear how much I dislike labels (though not always in the most civilized fashion).
Jajxnskxjsjmd! What is this magic?

Jajxnskxjsjmd! What is this magic?

(Source: sardosycserokyric, via confident-excuses)