Siobhan Connally’s Ittybits & Pieces: Do not let the bastards grind you down
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The eighth-grade dance is coming up.

You know what that means right?

A sweet little ritual, with dancing and punch, that ends in fond memories of youth's splendor?

That was last week.

This week it means drama.

And torment.

It means a choreography of complicated steps that will undulate around dress selection and hairstyles and photo-perfect moments (to be virally shared on one of the grams or chats or other networks that bind our whole lives up in knots).


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