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#and feeling the crushing weight of the perception that I’m ‘growing out of my tomboy phase into a young woman’ is. ugh.
toaster-trash · 9 months
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*slaps my own head like a car salesman* this bad boy can fit so many crippling nightmares. Per night. I just keep waking up. Frozen. And then I just keep falling asleep. And it just keeps on going. Different ones. Every time. Every night. I think I’m breaking a record here
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