So I bought some awesome new undies recently, and as I have done everyday since buying them, I selected the perfect pair to start the day off with. Put them on. Lived in them for a little bit. Took a few looks in the mirror (did a little dance)... Comfy? check. Cute? check. Would I be totally ok if for some random reason I ended up wearing only them? Check Check. So they passed all my tests, I got ready for the day and went. At some point toward the end of my 8.5 hour shift, I realize that there was a slight uncomfortableness about them, right about where the tag would be. Did the whole, wiggle a little bit, jump up and down, nothing worked. So, once I got off work, what did I find... "Shit, I never took the price tags off these pretty little things... oops!"
"She realized she was lucky - because she could actually see it - how the trees got more beautiful each year...how they danced with such graceful pride, surviving each season's change...and she knew their beauty lied not in the perfection, but the growth...and she could see it - in the trees, the people around her, and some days, even in herself...and so she would dance"
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One word: provocative
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