how melancholy sex is for a woman. even when it is pleasurable, there is always that violet haze of gloom hovering somewhere above you, drifting near that corner of the ceiling where you've fixed your gaze at certain intervals. if a man ever took the time to kiss the nooks of my elbows, i suppose i might feel differently, but even then i have my
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and, you know, you'll be here a week and a) totally see that it's only a small chunk of the population that's well put together b) have the opportunity to spot many fashion mishaps, including girls who forwent their shoebags. ha.
if it's consolation and/or helps your packing, girls carry their shoes in, like, old shopping bags.
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check out this bag i'm coveting:
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i wish someone would kiss the crook of my elbows too.
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i know i will love it once i get there--it's just the process of getting acquainted that's scary.
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"how melancholy sex is for a woman. even when it is pleasurable, there is always that violet haze of gloom hovering somewhere above you, drifting near that corner of the ceiling where you've fixed your gaze at certain intervals." ... wow. that is so achingly true, dear. that was so beautifully articulated.
xx
p.s. - i lived in ny for a short period of time, and i can assure you that you'll be just fine. i'm a country kind of girl, and i survived it!
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what were you in nyc for?
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i was in nyc because i had a job doing bookkeeping for a private field club. i was only there for three months.
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but neither am i charming, these days! i'm working on getting my charm back. it's a state of mind, i'm convinced.
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we'll be friends and talk about tea
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i have expertise in the following flavors of tea:
earl grey
pepperment
chamomile
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