Sometimes I feel like I missed out on something. I look back and think of missed opportunities. I regret not pursuing the life of sex, drugs & rock n' roll I was drawn to in my youth. I get angry with my inner good girl, who could never quite shirk the voice of her mother inside her head.
Then I see a photo like this...
...and I realize I followed exactly the right path. Thanks to Courtney Love for the reminder.
-k.
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