"Oddly shaped emptiness mapped by what surrounded them, like countries we couldn't name. What lingered after them was not life, but the most trivial list of mundane facts. A clock ticking on the wall, a room dim at noon, the outrageousness of a human being thinking only of herself." - Jeffrey Eugenides, The Virgin Suicides

A mix for overcast days, lonely afternoons, hopeless daydreams, and the whimsy of teenage girls.

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