Rachel Rose. South East hell.
I dont belong in the 21st Century.

Get my attention with glitter and sparkles.
Bribe me with fruit flavoured water.
Self confessed romance addict, I want it like it is in the movies. Insecurities run my life and I love the smell of hair dye. Old music over new shit.

Goodbye, solong, Fuck off.
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