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I'm silly, 20 years old, too sentimental, too sensitive, an INFP, super liberal, a feminist, a senior at a tiny women’s college, living in North Carolina, a mountain-lover, majoring in psychology, obsessed with poetry, a Goodwill shopper, living with my best friend, and terrified of getting old.
Interests include music, poetry and writing, the south, neuroscience, pregnancy, motherhood, memories, dreams, feminism, sunflowers, Flannery O'Connor, human anatomy, and cats.


Hooray for good news

after a not-so-good day of walking miles and miles and miles to and from work because I forgot the ID badge that lets me into the med school! 

Tonight when I was walking back from work, probably on mile #10, my mom called to tell me about a dentist appointment and out of nowhere said “oh yeah, my virus is undetectable in my blood” and even though I knew what it meant, I had to ask to be sure because I’m just not used to getting good news in regards to her health. We won’t know if we should really get our hopes up too much until week #12 (this is week #4) because Hep C is apparently really sneaky, but any good news at all is really really really good news in my book! 

— 3 months ago with 13 notes
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