I wish I could stay in Buenos Aires for much longer. I suppose it isn't possible unless I graduate a full year late which I don't want.
Full weekend: bubamara, tigre, bouncing, hot skin.
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hoooola new life!
- whitney
- there once was a girl who liked change, mirror images, and the tide. she found herself curiously exploring options while thinking side thoughts of painting her nails. she wants to meet the rain forest through spanish eyes seeing flocks of butterflies instead as las mariposas. she wants to feel uncomfortable. she wants to smell the smell of a city millions wake up to every day. she wants to ride alongside gauchos. then one day she flew to buenos aires and stayed a while. this is her story.
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