i believe that i've never in my entire life consciously taken a risk. especially when it concerns getting hurt, being humiliated or both. why is that?
the proverbial question in teenybopper books and all forms of chicklit is what i ask myself now: in never risking anything, do i end up risking more?
would love your thoughts. need your thoughts is more like it. i cant rely on chicklit forever. am sounding too much like carrie bradshaw i think.
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