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The goodbyes begin. With all this cheek kissing, it takes forever to say hello and goodbye. Like adding a whole new category of daily chore,
Ha!
Teenage girls were the worst offenders. Posing was second nature for these kids, selfie smiles rehearsed in mirrors, poses perfected after thousands of variations in body angle and head tilt, hair fluff and lip purse and peace sign, a permanent regimen of fine-tuning, akin to practicing piano or laying down a sacrifice bunt, skills never attempted by these kids, who instead know how to do mainly this one thing: look like they’re having a great time in social-media
Yup!
photos, exposure and exclamation points compulsory, soliciting other exclamation points, an ouroboros of manufactured enthusiasm.
No one notices normal courtesies. What’s noticeable is rudeness.
Here is what she told herself: coming back is what makes you you. Coming back is how you get to deserve it. Coming back is everything. So stop your whining, get off the couch, and get the fuck back to work.
She sometimes has trouble identifying what it is that she actually wants, versus what she believes she’s supposed to want. In an ideal world, they’d be the same. But she doesn’t live in an ideal world. No one does, though some people choose to pretend. She has never been one of them.
harasses you everywhere across the Continent. Like bad pizza, and Zara.
