by Alexandra Wallace

My generation throws this word around a little too loosely, but I think it's the only fitting description...Yesterday evening, just as the sun was going down, I was standing in the kitchen chopping carrots for dinner, and could hear Chris playing guitar in the other room, and outside the window I could see the sunset light hitting everything juuuust right.
My generation throws this word around a little too loosely, but I think it's the only fitting description: perfection.
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