kelsey kopecky with a side of joy. if you are a knock at the door, I'm the creaky footsteps followed by a high pitched bark on the other side. here's to hoping next time that annoying dog will remember you and not wreck another pair of light denim pants.
wherever I am I can promise you one thing, it's full of rocks waiting to be collected and public salt shakers that feel overly used.
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