I’ve got some serious quad envy right now.
ballerina
Perfection.
Sometimes, I get completely absorbed in it. I set ridiculous standards for myself academically, personally, physically. I’ve been doing it since I was a kid.
To some degree, it’s really helped me along with my life thus far. It’s put me ahead, it’s kept me up to a certain standard in a variety of aspects of my life. But, sometimes, I just get way too fixated with it.
Lately, I’ve been trying to be more lenient with myself. We’ll see.
I may or may not have been a little playful and naughty with a girl in my frat. She said she’d never kissed a girl and I obliged more than willingly. It was more silly and fun than anything else.
But, get this, followers. She is a ballerina. And she has her septum pierced. The buttons? They’re getting pushed.