ah, l'amour 

i'm in love with a girl named serena ryder.

actually, maybe not. maybe i just want to be her because she's so great.

it's not often an opening act gets called back for an encore, silencing the packed venue from the first number and leaving 'em with goosebumps at the end. she just rocked our damn socks off she did.

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