i don't know why i feel so tongue-tied
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Saturday 4 July 2015 /
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hi, i guess.
july seems like a strange month. it's always been time of finality; the long-awaited end to the academic year and the sweet transition into a bittersweet summer. there's a rebellious rush to burn books and papers and deadlines only for them to stay lurking, dust-ridden and unfriendly, in bedrooms until september reaches out its arms again.
i wanted to counteract this overwhelming feeling of finishing by starting anew, so here i am. my name is beth and i am eighteen years old, currently living in a sleepy little english town that lingers on the borders of wales. not so coincidentally cursed with what might be the s l o w e s t internet speed of all time, you can still find me here, here and here.
i don't know why i feel so tongue-tied.
nice to meet you,
beth x
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july seems like a strange month. it's always been time of finality; the long-awaited end to the academic year and the sweet transition into a bittersweet summer. there's a rebellious rush to burn books and papers and deadlines only for them to stay lurking, dust-ridden and unfriendly, in bedrooms until september reaches out its arms again.
~taken using my canon 1100d with a 50mm 1.8 lens~
i don't know why i feel so tongue-tied.
nice to meet you,
beth x
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hi, my name is beth. i'm a nineteen-year-old english & film student who watches way too much u.s. office.
