Eight

Dallas is getting snow tomorrow and I can feel my inner Lorelai Gilmore taking a slow, deep breath. A six inch dusting of pure, white magic will lighten even the most depressed of my moods. …and it’s coming not a moment too soon.

Yes, I smell snow.

-a

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anna marie

Wannabe television writer living in Dallas, Texas. I’m the shy, quiet kid. Introverted to the max. I think Labyrinth is a Christmas movie. I have a dark, deadpan sense of humor. Sometimes it’s hard for me to make friends. Forever writing in memory of someone I love.

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