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During my very very early twenties, We became good friends by having a sassy, hilarious, sarcastic art school drop-out called Hannah*. We had recently fallen away from art school myself and enjoyed laughing with Hannah over just exactly how mutually pretentious our “art education” was in fact.
“They kicked that one kid out from the system because he wasn’t connecting along with his breathing. Can you envisage telling your mother and father you have cut from the top theater school since you weren’t linking along with your breathing? 继续阅读Friends Don’t Spoon and Other Signs You’re Becoming ‘More Versus Friends’ Together With Your BFF