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The Length of my Nails
I’ve only gotten my nails professionally done twice in my 23 years of living. Once for my 15th birthday, when I lived with my mom and was finally allowed to do things like other girls my age, and again 3 years later for a combination of my senior portraits and homecoming dance. Because of that,…
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Whatever That Was
Every once in a while I find myself missing Shindig.And every once in a while I laugh—remembering the cruelties I’d slip in so casually—still, wondering where his standoffishness stemmed from. I never had high expectations for this guy, considering we had met last October in his apartment at 12:30 a.m. on a random weeknight before…
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Musings of a Lost Child and Unguided Adult: Diary of Growth and Longing
Hi blog. I’m typing this on an iPad I once relied on, but as of tonight, it’s got liquid staining all over. I went out with a few friends tonight. I had a good time, of course, but now we’re walking home and I’m thinking. There’s a boy I met a few months ago. He…
