Yes, that is in a dorm. Yes, this is one grody t-shirt away from what I wear every day. Yes, I couldn't wait to get out of three t-shirts and two heavy-duty bras. No, this was not just for fun. Yes, that's a bad-ass cigarette behind my ear.
I'm a tiny little dyke. Big mouth, big imagination. I was born at an unknown time in a Cincinnati hospital and I seem to have been acutely aware of the time since then. I wish I had the money to be the aficionado that I should be. I crack my back too much, I don't speak up when I should. I dream too big and aim too low.
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