My friend Kiwi gave me this book of motivational posters from the '70s so I made it into my diary and it turned into a physical manifestation of strange magic.
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(listen, watch) (the second one is kind of dumb but my point is that that song is in both of my favorite things)
Once I realized it aligned so perfectly with an aesthetic I like I think I really took advantage of being able to call the melodramatic teen girl-ness of it an artistic choice. Horses! Butterflies! Hearts! Heart lyrics! Fleetwood Mac lyrics! (Or what I thought were Fleetwood Mac lyrics until I looked at the record notes and saw that it's actually "I never did believe in miracles." Oh. Depressing.) Yup, all TOOOOOTALLY ironic. *side eye, snart*
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