I am just a girl like any other. I take too long to get ready, can't figure out what to wear, and will always complain that I don't have enough clothes, even when my closet is busting at the seams.
But it impresses me when I don't have to. When I can be myself without fear of recrimination.
It's nice to wake up happy.
Tuesday, February 15, 2005
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