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Christmasy shopping is just me realizing that I have expensive taste for other people and a $5 budget for myself.

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Broke but make it chic, my dinner until the end of the week is a gourmet meal of toast and vibes

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The wind brushed against my arm, and I couldn’t help but think: Finally, some affection

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You’re doing so well hits harder than any romantic love confession ever could

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Nothing like being told you’re useless to activate my inner use me more energy

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Love how getting called good girl activates some primal part of my brain. Suddenly i know tricks i didn’t even learn

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Fun fact: my hair is scientifically proven* to be the perfect texture for playing with.

*By me, I’m the scientist.

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It’s funny how I find a strange sort of pride during my nightmares—those vivid recollections of the moments from the past I’d rather erase. I wake up, heart racing, drenched in sweat, and the remnants of those memories leaving a bad aftertaste throughout all day long. Yet, in those dreams, I am an unstoppable warrior, so incredibly fierce and brave. I’m fighting, biting, clawing, kicking, and screaming, rescuing and saving not just everyone around me but myself too, even though the reality is that I only stood frozen helpless and powerless back then

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It’s not me texting my ex, it’s my ovaries conducting a fertility séance

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Why does my body act like it’s 1824 during ovulation? I don’t need a husband and 12 kids, chill out

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Even if I’m not a fan of someone, I still feel this pull to do things that might please them.

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I could totally hug you so hard you’d think I was trying to crush your soul.

But you better not wiggle away, okay?