I have grown a sick fear over
showing any cleavage anymore
i did today for the first time in ever
and i felt not only grimy but the shirt wouldn't stay up
so for the most part of the day i was self concious like
i was walking in school in my underwear
I hate talking to guys specially which i do for the most part
and im scared that theyll stare and enjoy it
i feel just like i did when i was a freshman
and this is actually making my stomach feel queasy thinking about that.
"rose .. wtf ?"
idk , its 2:07 AM
and i have nothing better to do.
P.S.
Dear you, Wow. your actually amazing at what you do.
i am seriously impressed.
P.P.S

P.P.P.S (is that real?)
“To me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys. And I have no need of you. And you, on your part, have no need of me. To you, I am nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world…”
“Only the children know what they are looking for,” said the little prince. “They waste their time over a rag doll and it becomes very important to them; and if anybody takes it away from them, they cry…”
“They are lucky,” the switchman said.

-The Little Prince
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