Forever Twenty One and in Denial, kind of.

I guess life is funny like that sometimes. I used to avoid this particular store in the mall. I physically sped up my walking pace so that the mesh of neon colors and funky patterns would be but a blur. I was 18 and naïve then. Now, here I am at 21. And, well, open my closet, pull out my drawers, search through my dirty hampers, and what you will find are season trends of Forever 21 designs of

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