YoungDreamCatchers

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Occupation	Desolate dreamers
Location	Brooklyn, New York
Introduction	A $1 dollar slice of pizza 2 bros. A pair of odd shoes off the sidewalk sale. A boy with a not so pretty face but arms to hold me by and a voice to swoon me with. A boy with a keen sense of swag life style with love to kill her by. Little brothers with instruments and a knack at flying disk. A best friend to murder and then take my own. Messy rooms. Messy hair. Messy relationships. Beer. She can't fucking swallow vodka for shit. I can't swallow cum. Music beat. Heart beat. beets? Suck it! We both like that. I only like his though. I guess she would prefer hers well done. Whisper collectively tiny words of innocent wisdom damaged by painted on pain. We Are Young Now.
Interests	The detail in the designs of the patterned fabrics that dress us. Kissing the people which whom embody the art of beauty. The food that we ingest to survive and the food that we do not ingest to survive. Young art from which he and her were talented enough to ornately create. Words oh such beautiful words.-Inny In other words we love fashion, yummy food, creating fashion, beautiful art, people who inspire us and basically anything that inspires us. Also, we have an unhealthy obsession with dik-diks.-Angela

Have you worn a shirt plastered with a huge deer head and yellow neon bicycle shorts?