"Not every girl that's your friend wants to sleep with you!" She screams.
Cora knew how to drive a point home. Up until that point I hadn't believed that, because every girl friend I had ever had did want to sleep with me. Had I let them all, I'd have considered the other alternative train rides offered to me. But I was so wrapped up and concerned with the point of view others had about me.
"Who gives a poo what others think of you?!?!" She says.
Everyone who is anyone cares what others think of them, how they are considered and perceived and ultimately, judged. I was beginning to understand that not everyone really cared all that much what others thought. Then my mind began to change. Why should I?
"I understand that, Cora, thanks for saying so. I'll start today, not giving a fuck...!"
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