My name is
Tara
and it's my life's goal to be okay with this. That's why I'm telling you.
I have the incurable desire to stretch.
I love chocolate-covered pretzels
and rain.
I want to know who you are
get inside you
and hopefully not hurt anything. Mine or yours.
I want to know who I am, too.
I want to believe the sweet lies of late-night infomercials,
money for the old in exchange for time-weathered trinkets,
Mr. Fix-It solutions to everyday agitations,
and ways to save everyone,
absolutely everyone,
from debt.
But I, as much as anyone, know that simple solutions don't even fix simple problems these days.
It's nice to meet you. Really.
Tara






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I've got a plan so cunning you could pin a tail on it and call it a weasel.
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I am you know.
What?
Yours.
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皆さん見って! 日本語で書くことができます〜
しゃーんなろー!!
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