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your soul smells like a fabric store, trees after rain, a drunk woman, wet cardboard, tree mulch, freshly baked bread, ink, and magenta glitter.
I'm honored, really 🥺 the fabric store part is so real, I'm a seamstress lol I love fabric so so much :]