December 2010
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Hello, gorgeous.
I’ve decided this is why I’m going through the hell that is finals week. So I can rock at college, get into law school, become a badass attorney, make ridiculous amounts of money, and then blow unhealthy amounts of it on shoes. louboutins….lust…drooooool.
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Because Terms reminded me how much I love this.
“We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.” -Anais Nin