Mar 8, 2017
Yup, I broke free and there's no going back. #makingmyowntrail 8/#100days of #selfies. #womensday #formysisters #EnjoyingBeing
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Yup, I broke free and there's no going back. #makingmyowntrail 8/#100days of #selfies. #womensday #formysisters #EnjoyingBeing
New #mission #roguemode off trail.... #makingmyowntrail #warning do not follow!!!! Tattoo inquiry @ [email protected] (at lost in pill box trail)
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"Yes, I understand, Kurt. However, you know how Julliard is. They have a very strict audition policy. While the opportunity is available for junior and seniors, I don't have that luxury right now. ... I know that this could be the opportunity of a lifetime, but I'm not about to throw away my education for something that isn't a certainty, not when it's such a huge honor to be here in the first place."
Her bag is hiked up on her shoulder, skirt brushing against her thighs as she walks down 66th street, phone attached to her ear. After nearly six months of living in the city, six months of fulfilling her one lifetime goal, she'd finally gotten the hang of walking home without losing her way. Together, she and Kurt had found a loft apartment that, at first, seemed a bit sketchy but soon proved to be everything she was always looking for. Her life in the city was all that she ever wanted, and while she craved to perform on a bigger stage, it was going to have to wait -- if only Kurt could see that.
"Yes, I've looked into it. Are you honestly insinuating that I haven't explored all of my options? This is the best option for me right now. Staying in sch----"
The car horn takes her by surprise, phone falling to the ground before she even has the chance to move. Despite her brain screaming at her to step back, to do anything to protect herself from the inevitable impact, she's frozen in place. She hadn't even realized she'd crossed in the middle of the street, and she certainly hasn't seen the car coming.
She's t e r r i f i e d.