Ah, hello midnight. It's been awhile.
If by awhile, you mean 24 hours, because hey! Wasn't I in this exact same predicament last night?
Huh.
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Ah, hello midnight. It's been awhile.
If by awhile, you mean 24 hours, because hey! Wasn't I in this exact same predicament last night?
Huh.
I thought I would no longer sweat the small stuff. I scoffed at the idea that I would still be too afraid to approach anyone remotely out of my league. I thought I would be more assertive, less accommodating, and so, so grateful. I thought a lot of things.
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