about the girl

My name is Claire.

I’m writing this because I can’t seem to keep a journal any more and to keep in touch with friends. I eat a lot of chocolate and will probably talk about it. I regularly scare innocent bystandards on dance floors, especially when this comes on, or this, or this and if this came on, well I would probably melt into a happy puddle. I’m a redhead and thus far, that apparently means young men will propose because I look like their mums, old men will pet me and if they’re tourists, put me in their home movies. That said, I’m from Arizona. I got some rainboots. Let’s do this.