I’ve found a certain pattern in my thought process for wanting something important. Be it a new job, a change of location, a boyfriend, or the crown of a small country, it’s always the same. I think about it, I decide I want it, and that wanting increases to a level which is no longer [...]
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…I’d take some scissors to an old pair of jeans if I didn’t have me some baggy shorts today. The Indiana summer makes white trash of us all. Doesn’t this look like a great idea right about now? (By the way, doesn’t this just look like a stroke of genius?) Let’s not even talk about the Bluegrass [...] |
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