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I saw boobies when I was five or six. I don't see why anyone leaves out a Playboy when they're will be children around. My mom told me about sex when I was about six or seven. She made me and my sister wear these dresses that she made. They were nice but I hated them. There were the high waisted kind.
I used to take tap dance (yay!) and we had dance recitals and my mom would put a hideous amount of makeup on me for no good reason. I hated the way it felt. It might be the reason I can only stand to wear eyeshadow and not anything heavy like eyeliner or mascara. Icky!
I think this is slightly revelant.
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