Clare. 18. Canada.
Journalism. Radio. Baby Carrots. Gin and Tonics. Spoken Word poetry. Vintage. Mom Jeans. Typewriters. Thrifty. Planes, Trains and Automobiles. New experiences and inevitable lessons. Change and chances.
I am a human transmogrifier, and if you get that reference I am in love with you.
Beauty fades faster than wisdom appears.
She is the bread to my butter, the macaroni to my cheese.
I like to take photos sometimes.
I write Fanfiction for The Hunger Games.
I have a semi-trying-too-hard-to-be-proffessional journalism blog.
I am a secret fitspo maniac.