happiness
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Labyrinth
The transition from young, first love, teen romance to adult, mature, second love romance. Continue reading
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End of Beginning
This is goodbye to my teenage years. I went through so much as a teenager. I experienced so many heart breaks, friendship break ups, drama, negative thoughts, eating disorders, body dysmorphia and learned lessons I never wanted to learn the hard way. I never imagined I’d be proud of myself for getting through it all, Continue reading
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So Long, London
I had a whole story ready to be published as my final goodbye to my ex-boyfriend on this blog. After careful consideration, I realized there truly is nothing more to say. I have chosen peace within myself. I have chosen to forget about his existence and to destroy every trace of our relationship. He has Continue reading
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This December
This December, I have goals that I am going to put all of my energy into achieving. This December, I’ll remember all of my worth. This year has been the shittiest year of my nineteen years on this earth. All of my friends and family know this. Hell, even the readers of this blog know Continue reading
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Cellophane
“Didn’t I do it for ya?” It’s one of those nights where I feel like I could’ve done more. I could’ve helped you. I could’ve saved us if I just helped you a little more. But then I remember. I remember the one thing I shouldn’t. I remember how emotionless you were that night. I Continue reading
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From the Dining Table
A letter to you. In three weeks, we’ll be broken up for seven months. We’re halfway to a year. It feels so unreal. Where do I even begin with you my sweet first love? I’m sure you’ve read the last five stories I’ve written about you. At least I hope you’ve read them. I’d do Continue reading
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Merry Christmas, Please Don’t Call
What used to be the season of cheer and love has now turned to fear and scarcity. I remember my first Christmas with a boyfriend. I was so happy, so irrevocably in love and the most excited I had ever been. Seasonal depression had left my body immediately. He was a ray of sunshine. He Continue reading
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I Love You, I’m Sorry
Moving on feels like a betrayal to the man who loved me. The man I promised I’d stay no matter what. Choosing to leave him in the past feels like alcohol on a wound. A cigarette to my skin that he called soft and warmed up at any given time. I never intended to break Continue reading
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Look After You
Last year I made a brave decision not every young person has to make. In fact, i’ve made a lot of decisions that not many people my age have ever had to make. Around this time last year, it would’ve been two and half months since I had last seen my boyfriend. We didn’t break Continue reading
Midnight Reflections 