woman vs. girl

my weekend, after the friday extravaganza, was all about cleaning my room and reading a lot.

oh. and eating.

roast chicken and broccoli. greek lemon soup. quesadillas a la aragorn.

and my house smells like paint.

time to memorize "sex bomb"

do you ever meet somebody and think "that's a *man*. like an actual man. how is it i know so many boys? and i'm not really a woman yet? eventually i will no longer be a girl. i will act like. think like. a woman."

and who knows if that will be true. and maybe i'm a woman already and this is what it means. i just don't know

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