Lately I’ve been thinking about what my life would be like if I hadn’t moved from Pittsburgh to Roanoke when I was younger. I could be sitting on a leather couch in Crafton right now, wearing jeans from Buckle and hot pink acrylic nails, texting my boyfriend who was a wrestler in high school but is now just an alcoholic.
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