Oh boy. Oh girl. We'll just say my call is still on hold. I'm going to set the phone down and drink some chocolate milk and check back later.I'm thisclose to hanging up and I really don't want to because then there'll be all those stupid whatifs that'll just kill me.
I write. I am a writer. The month of February will be all love poems though, so the next few days will be interestingly ticklish.
I swear I would apply. I just can't bring myself to do it. Or maybe I'll apply and then not go. As beautiful as the seasons are, I couldn't put myself through it all again. so.
Paige made it look so easy. Just... bam. Done. Don't tell. Why does it look so damn easy on screen?
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