I want to be Joni Mitchell. Or maybe change my name to Meghan, dye my hair dirty blonde and draw freckles on my nose. I'll learn the guitar and write songs about trees and maps.
Love Shark spends her time marking the decline of the English language, battling with her own self-hatred, engaging in quiet but obvious idol worship and writing words about pallid, skeletal girls and their flagrant sexuality.
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