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I'm nineteen but I feel like a four year old that has lived for a hundred years. I'm a sucker for late nights and tea, music, love and words. And my cat. No distance is too far and you can live on ice-cream only. Almost. I'm the one sitting at a bus crying to my/your/our/their music and feel. Every street in Gothenburg holds a memory and every pavement has a name. And I miss too much, everytime, all the time.