I woke up today wanting to cut off the waistbead that has been on me a little over 2 weeks. As I was waking up, with a sense of feeling unsettled and unwell- it was pressing into me in such a way that felt undesirable. I knew that if I wanted to I could just cut it off. I thought about how it might feel, I imagined grabbing the scissors and
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As my current self, I was returning a copy of Arabian Nights to the elemantary school library. No idea how i discovered I still had this book, must have been put away and forgotten about
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