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My name is Sara, I'm twenty FOUR years old, thirteen at heart. I am a easy going person with a very imaginative mind. I'm your Cowgirl-next-girl.

This site's sole purpose is to serve as a time capsule of the digital age; something which I can look back on in the years to come. I guess this is where it goes from now on. Regardless of time, date, or abundance, I'll be uploading photographs here for you guys to see. A photo-dump of sorts, maybe. Hahaha!

I’m really not a real photographer anyway. I love taking and uploading pretty photos and as ironic as it may seem, this is my way of keeping my life as private as possible. This is ME with no strings attached.

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16 December 11

social butterfly

I’m a pretty simple girl. I’m very blunt and honest. I’m not the type of girl who shows too many emotions unless I really care about you or know you very well. I’m very outgoing. My daddy calls me a social butterfly. I’m very optimistic. Definitely a country girl. I’m not scared of too much. I have a bad temper most the time, get it from my daddyy. Drama is something I do my best to stay away of from. I’ve always been one of the boys, and the girls I usually tend to get along with are the same way. I’m not very hard to figure out. I’ll be nice to anyone until they give me a reason not to. Talk it up (: 

Definition of me: “She’s got her daddy’s tongue and temper, sometimes her mouth could use a filter. God shook his head the day he built her, oh but I bet he smiled. She loves and lives her life unruly, tears up the dirt road in a duely. Dangerous, absolutely, but in a little while, she’ll be roundin’ that corner on three wheels, ain’t slowin’ down. Yellin’ come on, jump in, always up to somethin’. Crazy ain’t got nothin’ on her.”..


Who I’d like to meet:

“She don’t hold onto nothin’ new for very long. Yeah she writes you in as just one more tale and then you’re gone. Cause she once fell hard ‘cause she dropped her guard and no one gets to stay. It’s just too late. For as much as she stumbles, she’s runnin’. For as much as she runs she’s still here. Always hopin’ to find somethin’ quicker than heaven, make the damage of her days disappear, 

Themed by Hunson. Originally by Josh