i looovee the part where i get to start over in college. only a few people know that i wore the same pink & purple poncho religiously, had wacky teeth, and tried waaayyy too hard to fit in. but it’s a double edged sword. i have no background on the people i meet. is she a back stabber? would he be classified as an f boy? will she be there if i need her?
we all deserve a chance to start over. and it’s lovely to discover each new person’s passions, flaws, and backgrounds. but, gosh dang it, its hard to know who i should give my time to.
