I often wish I grew up in the '60s.I've been told that I "drift" through my life.I aspire to become a well-known writer.My favourite smells are new shoes, gas stations, fresh paint, freshly mown lawns and marijuana.I think I love someone but I worry that it's painfully obvious.I really wish I could save the world.I believe in karma.
I love flawed and tragic beauty.Contrary to popular belief, I am NOT Italian.I speak French.Ish.
