The Game

How do I get these damn boys off my back? They call us girls? Call attention to my immaturity? You know what matures you? Curiosity, novelty, challenge. You know what these boys pretending to be men lack? Curiosity in a world inevitably spinning, novelty in a world made for their hands, challenge in a world shaped byContinue reading “The Game”

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