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I came to the conclusion that I was Too Much. I walked down fluorescent-lit hallways and into parties with that knowledge pressing on my shoulders. I’m Too Much. But I’m not good. The boys who voraciously nuzzled on my neck and inner-thighs tasted it too. I was too much. But I wasn’t good. They spat me out, wiped their mouths and asked if I could dilute myself. I lit a cigarette and slunk off into a darker hallway.
Too Much. But Not Good. by Fabiola Ching (via thecoalitionmag)