In Velvet
(The Blessings of George Costanza) Draped in velvet, the petite wallflower emerges fresh, from a diner, ready for a summer of love: the true self blooms with all to gain and nothing to lose. Now is the time to indulge in a decade of urges. Disable the angst, just like flicking a switch to will hush the chorus of doubt within: acting as a binary shadow-self is to see your life become all it was meant to be. This is no lie if you believe it, spin your stories as truths stronger than antlers where your velvet hangs. Loosen your mind of its vice-grip, untether yourself from the edge of...
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