It is always so strange how wrong I am. Like I can't read people for shit. I think I am important to someone and then they don't call or get in touch with me and I realize that I am not. Whoops. Wish I wsn't wrong all the time.
A twenty-six year old single girl trying to make it on her ownn. Some of the post are about teaching while most are about random inane things having to do with my quarter-life crisis.
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