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You hit the nervous bone that exists in people, that voice big or small that says “I am not worthy, I am not deserving, I am not anything,” and it gets you a laugh because, like I said, we’re all a pack of nerves strung together by sheet-thin epidermis.
Never again am I going home. Having my mom corner me with questions about my sexuality, and whether I’d thought about trying ‘Zumba’ didn’t help. At least my brother understands me. It’s his birthday this month, isn’t it? This year, I’m going to find him the perfect gift, instead of those iTunes gift cards I usually buy. Wait — his birthday was last month! Why do I keep doing this?!