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Entry One

ℳ𝓎 𝓅𝒶𝓇ℯ𝓃𝓉𝓈 𝒽𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝒶𝒸𝒽𝒾ℯ𝓋ℯ𝒹 𝒻𝓊𝓁𝓁 𝒸ℴ𝓃𝓉𝓇ℴ𝓁 ℴ𝓋ℯ𝓇 𝓂𝓎 𝓁𝒾𝒻ℯ， 𝓃ℴ𝓌 ℐ 𝒸𝒶𝓃’𝓉 𝒹ℴ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒻ℴ𝓁𝓁ℴ𝓌𝒾𝓃𝑔：

~ 𝓊𝓈ℯ 𝓂𝓎 𝒫𝒞 （𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝒸𝒽 ℐ’𝓋ℯ 𝓅𝒶𝒾𝒹 𝒻ℴ𝓇）

~ 𝓊𝓈ℯ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓉ℯ𝓁ℯ𝓋𝒾𝓈𝒾ℴ𝓃 𝓊𝓃𝓁ℯ𝓈𝓈 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓈𝓅ℯ𝒸𝒾𝒻𝒾ℯ𝒹 𝓉𝒾𝓂ℯ𝓈

ℐ𝓉 𝒹ℴℯ𝓈𝓃’𝓉 𝓈ℴ𝓊𝓃𝒹 𝓈ℴ 𝒷𝒶𝒹 𝓊𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓁 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓏ℯ 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 ℐ 𝒶𝓂， 𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝒸𝓉， 𝓉𝓌ℯ𝓃𝓉𝓎 ℴ𝓃ℯ 𝓎ℯ𝒶𝓇𝓈 ℴ𝓁𝒹． ℐ’𝓂 𝓃ℴ𝓉 𝓅ℯ𝓇𝓂𝒾𝓉𝓉ℯ𝒹 𝓉ℴ 𝒽𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝒶 𝒿ℴ𝒷， ℐ 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝓃ℴ𝓉 𝑔ℴ ℴ𝓊𝓉𝓈𝒾𝒹ℯ 𝓊𝓃𝓁ℯ𝓈𝓈 𝒾𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓈𝒸𝒽ℴℴ𝓁 ℴ𝓃𝓁𝓎， ℐ 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝓃ℴ𝓉 ℯ𝓍𝒾𝓈𝓉 𝒾𝓃 𝒶 𝓌𝒶𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝒸𝒽 𝓌ℴ𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒹𝒾𝓈𝓅𝓁ℯ𝒶𝓈ℯ 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓂．

ℐ 𝓇ℯ𝑔𝓇ℯ𝓉 𝓉ℴ 𝓈𝒶𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈， 𝒷𝓊𝓉 ℐ’𝓋ℯ 𝓈𝓀𝒾𝓅𝓅ℯ𝒹 𝒹𝒾𝓃𝓃ℯ𝓇 𝒾𝓃 𝒽ℴ𝓅ℯ𝓈 ℴ𝒻 𝒶 𝒻𝓊𝓁𝓁 𝓇ℯ𝓁𝒶𝓅𝓈ℯ． ℐ 𝒸𝓇𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒸ℴ𝓃𝓉𝓇ℴ𝓁 ℴ𝓋ℯℯ 𝓂𝓎 𝓁𝒾𝒻ℯ 𝓇𝒽𝒶𝓉 ℐ 𝒹ℯ𝓈ℯ𝓇𝓋ℯ 𝒶𝓈 𝒶𝓃 𝒶𝒹𝓊𝓁𝓉．

ℐ’𝓋ℯ 𝒷ℯℯ𝓃 𝓈ℴ 𝒹ℯ𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓋ℯ𝒹 ℴ𝒻 𝒷𝒶𝓈𝒾𝒸 𝒸ℴ𝓃𝓉𝒶𝒸𝓉 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 ℴ𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝒽𝓊𝓂𝒶𝓃𝓈 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝒶𝓁𝓁 ℴ𝒻 𝓂𝓎 𝓁𝒾𝒻ℯ．

𝒯𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝓇𝓊ℯ 𝒷𝓎 𝓂𝓎 𝓅𝒶𝓇ℯ𝓃𝓉𝓈， 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉𝒾𝒸𝓊𝓁𝒶𝓇𝓁𝓎 𝒷𝓎 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒻𝒶𝒸𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓂𝓊𝓁𝓉𝒾𝓅𝓁ℯ 𝓎ℯ𝒶𝓇𝓈 ℴ𝒻 𝓂𝓎 𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓁𝒹𝒽ℴℴ𝒹 𝓂𝓎 𝒻𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓁𝓎 𝓌ℯ𝓇ℯ 𝒾𝓃𝒹ℯ𝓃𝓉𝓊𝓇ℯ𝒹 𝓈ℯ𝓇𝓋𝒶𝓃𝓉𝓈－ 𝓉𝒽ℯ ℴ𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓈ℴ𝓃 𝒾𝓃 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝒸𝒽 ℐ 𝓈𝒶𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝒹𝓊ℯ 𝓉ℴ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒻𝒶𝒸𝓉 𝓌ℯ’𝓇ℯ 𝓃ℴ𝓃－𝒷𝓁𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝓅ℴ𝒸．

𝒲ℯ 𝓂𝒶𝓎 𝒷ℯ ℒ𝒶𝓉𝒜𝓂， 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓌ℴ𝓇𝒹 𝓈𝓁𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝒾𝓈 𝒶 𝓋ℯ𝓇𝓎 𝓇𝒶𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓅ℴ𝓁𝒾𝓉𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝑔ℯ𝒹 𝓌ℴ𝓇𝒹．

𝒯𝒽ℯ𝓎’𝓋ℯ 𝑔ℴ𝓃ℯ ℴ𝓊𝓉 ℴ𝒻 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝒾𝓇 𝓌𝒶𝓎 𝓉ℴ 𝒾𝓃𝓉ℯ𝓃𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓉𝓇𝒾𝑔𝑔ℯ𝓇 𝓂ℯ， 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝒾𝓇 𝒶𝒷𝓊𝓈𝒾𝓋ℯ 𝓅𝒶𝓉𝓉ℯ𝓇𝓃𝓈 𝒶𝓇ℯ 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓊𝓅 ℴ𝓃𝒸ℯ 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃－ 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝒾𝓇 𝓅𝓇ℴ𝓂𝒾𝓈ℯ𝓈 ℴ𝒻 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓃𝑔ℯ 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝒶 𝓂ℯ𝓂ℴ𝓇𝓎， 𝒶 𝓁𝒾ℯ．

ℐ 𝒹ℴ𝓃’𝓉 𝓀𝓃ℴ𝓌 𝒽ℴ𝓌 𝓂𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝓁ℴ𝓃𝑔ℯ𝓇 ℐ 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝓀ℯℯ𝓅 𝑔ℴ𝒾𝓃𝑔， 𝓂𝓎 𝒰𝓃𝒾𝓋ℯ𝓇𝓈𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝒶𝓅𝓅𝓁𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃 𝒾𝓈 𝒷ℯ𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓅𝓇ℴ𝒸ℯ𝓈𝓈ℯ𝒹 𝓇𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝓃ℴ𝓌 𝒶𝓃𝒹 ℐ’𝓋ℯ 𝒷ℯℯ𝓃 𝓅𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝒶𝒸𝒸ℯ𝓅𝓉ℯ𝒹 𝒷𝓎 𝓂𝓎 𝒹ℯ𝒹𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓅𝓇ℯ𝓋𝒾ℴ𝓊𝓈 𝒶𝒻𝒻𝒾𝓁𝒾𝒶𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒶 𝓇ℯ𝓈ℯ𝒶𝓇𝒸𝒽 𝓅𝓇ℴ𝑔𝓇𝒶𝓂 𝓊𝓃𝒹ℯ𝓇 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓂ℯ𝓃𝓉ℴ𝓇𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅 ℴ𝒻 𝒶 𝒻𝒶𝓂ℴ𝓊𝓈 𝓈𝒸𝒾ℯ𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓈𝓉．

ℐ 𝓈ℴ𝓊𝓃𝒹 𝓈ℴ 𝒾𝓂𝓅ℴ𝓇𝓉𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓌𝒽ℯ𝓃 ℐ 𝓈𝒶𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉，

𝒾𝒻 ℴ𝓃𝓁𝓎．．．

ℐ 𝒹𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓂𝓉 ℐ 𝒹𝒾ℯ𝒹， 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓇ℯ𝒷ℴ𝓇𝓃 𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝒷𝓊𝓉𝓉ℯ𝓇𝒻𝓁𝓎

The ‘you’re mature for your age’ to sleeping with a bed full of plushies in your mid twenties pipeline is real

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