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I am going to see my sister who will be horrified at my clothes who will pretend to be disinterested in my life but who will really be pleased when I ask her all about the boy and her classes and her friends despite her dismissals Today I changed my sheets, for my best friend coming over and the sheets are just washed, but there's still a stain. So there's a difference between experience and ***** Which she and I know a little bit of, at this point. My parents are going to be glad to see me I will wrap myself in their smiles I will eat their food and be lazy about helping them clean up and possibly argue with a sibling but they will love me, anyways. Today I will not think about him as much as I used to, but I might think about him a little more than I need to, and I will weave a tapestry of my life for my friend and I to giggle over and I will immerse myself in her past months, and we will drink wine and chocolate and I will be thankful, as terribly tacky as thanksgiving can be, I will be so thankful to have the sun on my face and people who are brave enough to love me.
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Nov 28, 2013
Nov 28, 2013 at 1:35 PM UTC
Today
I am going to see my sister who will be horrified at my clothes who will pretend to be disinterested in my life but who will really be pleased when I ask her all about the boy and her classes and her friends despite her dismissals Today I changed my sheets, for my best friend coming over and the sheets are just washed, but there's still a stain. So there's a difference between experience and ***** Which she and I know a little bit of, at this point. My parents are going to be glad to see me I will wrap myself in their smiles I will eat their food and be lazy about helping them clean up and possibly argue with a sibling but they will love me, anyways. Today I will not think about him as much as I used to, but I might think about him a little more than I need to, and I will weave a tapestry of my life for my friend and I to giggle over and I will immerse myself in her past months, and we will drink wine and chocolate and I will be thankful, as terribly tacky as thanksgiving can be, I will be so thankful to have the sun on my face and people who are brave enough to love me.
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Nov 28, 2013
Nov 28, 2013 at 1:35 PM UTC
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