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I drive myself crazy with these questions of maturity & love.

My thoughts are constantly wavering; my body betraying me.
Impulsive, selfish.
I feel better when I'm a little crazed, though.
On edge.
I'll-at ease, & flinging myself wildly to see where I land.

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i put on black leggings, thigh-hugging over-knee socks, and a long chrome-colored racer-back tank that dramatically hinted at curves and a red bra. i wanted nothing more than to feel perfectly sexy and comfortable as i completed simple tasks after work that day - putting away groceries, washing dishes, and then waiting for the curry pilaf to be ( Read more... )

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the stats:

1 week left of classes.
seven days until my birthday.
two weeks until my parents move.
three weeks until i graduate.
a little over a month until i leave boston.
a little over a month and a half until i relocate to nyc.