Am I a Fucking Grown Woman? - by sarah gwen
When I was a little girl I dreamed of being a grown woman. of talking on my own cell phone to my own friends & laughing while leaning over my own pot of pasta, like my mom did. of buying my own air fresheners for my own car & stopping at the gas station to buy my own cigarettes, like my friend's older sister did. i dreamed of being this grown woman, who does things grown women do; feeding her dogs, replying to her emails, going to the dmv. I become a grown woman, only to find grown women find the holes between these grown up acts; to dream of being little girls. That grown women are only paying homage to little girls, so please embrace aging. Remember how free adults seemed when you were a child? Why do you now view the children as free? Is freedom an illusion of being in a body that's not present? Thanks for reading six digital! Subscribe for free to receive new posts and support my work. 12 years old MOMMY IM ALMOST 22 NOW BUT I’LL STILL ASK YOU IF MY OUTFIT IS PRETTY. I WISH YOU STI
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