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hmmm....yeah I would suppose being female might make it more difficult (if only having to fend off the advances).
everytime I moved, I had somewhere to go. it was either family or friends.
this is the longest that I've lived in one place. I thought that I'd never get the wanderlust out of my system. it's still there, I guess, but I don't feel so compelled to just say "fuck it" and see what happens.
it's a scarey move to take, either way. but if yr to the point where nothing else sounds better, why not take the chance? you never know what it might lead to. if it doesn't work, you could always try going back....
anyways, hope yr ok. you know that I'm here for you in whatever capacity I can be. also...there will ALWAYS be a couch open for you. there's cat hair on it, but it comes with no strings attached.
ps: consider yrself lucky that you don't have record crates. fucking record crates.
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