The Boltons came for Thanksgiving. It was good to see them, even if it was only for about 24 hours. It makes me feel like 2 different people when I'm with them. I feel like a "city slicker" and a "country bumpkin" at the same time. It's not a fun feeling, because I feel like there is no way to reconcile the two. Sometimes I wish my life hadn't
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