There’s a teenager in the bathroom. She’s 46. 

There’s a teenager in the bathroom. She’s 46, she’s covering up her spots and she’s singing Wham’s Last Christmas. She will always be anxious, vulnerable, naive and awkward, she will always be scared of herself and hide her face behind make up. She will always be see-sawing between sad, dark, lost in thought, and happy, floaty, simple, and grateful for life and laughter, and desperate for music.

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