You’re Not Missing Out
I wanted to shave my legs! (I mean… I thought I was missing something.)
Let’s face it. In the fifth grade, I was taller than MOST of the boys. (Honestly, I was taller than most of my teachers, too!)
So, the boys that were interested in me were always a little older. That’s why I wanted to wear makeup long before my mom was ready to allow that.
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