childhood vs. adulthood



I have finally determined the line between female childhood and female adulthood.

When I was twelve, all I wanted to do was fill out a bra.

Now? All I want to do is avoid wearing a bra.


Unless I am on camera, the bra is pretty, and I’m going crazy dancing.

[Oh fuck me I’m still twelve.]


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