Sometimes the occasion for giving flowers is just because — just because you love someone, just because you were thinking of them or just because you’re there.
That being said, I know brighter days are on the horizon with the new deluxe songs on my playlist. They intensify the raw, introspective feel to the album that I once associated more heavily with songs like “bye” and “true story.”
I have two separate Instagram accounts: one where I pretend to be effortlessly cool, fun, artsy and have my life together, and one where I’m supposed to be unfiltered, unbothered and free. And yet, here I am — filtering and bothering.
It’s not like we haven’t heard the stories or know the description — Gillian Flynn‘s book “Gone Girl” paints an accurate portrait in one well-written monologue. Tove Lo sings about the nonchalant...
