GUSSIE UP, YA'LL.

I'm Bailey. I'm inclined toward truth, coffee, country western, thrift, southern soul, cats in sweaters, underpants, menswear, & your mother's mother. I am committed to the use of "ya'll" versus "y'all", the non-issue of God, and the strength of the human spirit. I run Imagine No Gods & Fuck Yeah Thriftin', daydream of owning a coffeeshop on Jackson-Bowles, & get soulful with the tambo in Skinny Ricky & The Casual Encounters.

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~ Wednesday, January 25 ~
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I’d like

to go one day—just one fucking day lately without randomly bursting into tears. I can’t hold it back it just surges out of me.

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