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keep your feet on the ground and keep reaching for the stars

Friday afternoon, listening to Patti Smith, MC5 and Johnny Thunders, sipping ice cold rosé like the middle-aged punk rock girl that I am.

Writing, writing, writing and writing. Currently working on a thing about all my relationships and the music that accompanied them.

So, Quasi Rock Star, this long distance dedication goes out to you.

7:21 pm - 03.07.20

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