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Society is blamed for the destruction of female self-image.      A girl trying to grow up with a little self respect and self love is told to fight.             It’s war: women versus world (melodrama for sake of                          […]

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089

My three-things-about-being-single-I-had-to-learn-on-my-own:     (1) The only way to be un-single is to be in a relationship. Ice cream, chick flicks, horror movies, body pillows, and tissue boxes do not change the present (save the unexpected weight gain and puffy, red eyes).   (2) (Good) Friends come damn close to the real deal. While the aforementioned doesn’t result in a […]

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088

On the past four years, only this:   How did I get so lucky?     Of few things can we ever be certain. I know: there is no place like Gordon.      I don’t have to exhaust the world to know this:    I met my best friends, learned from the wisest, most gracious individuals, and involved […]

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087

         And just like that, there was no record we ever knew each other. I won’t lie: I cried.Not becauseI’ll miss you; but tohurry The End,because after the end, the only where to gois anywhere but here. And I put on a sad song for me.No, not for you;you gave up that role:the one where I […]

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Until I become a writer, this is how I’ll do it:              First, the music (always music); whatever single I’ve had on repeat for the week(s). Big light goes off; little light goes on. Then, I clean.     (I think it represents de-cluttering my mind, organizing my thoughts).Finally, I sit at my desk, window open (I like to […]

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085

Be absolutely certain. Don’t think you are beautiful; be absolutely sure you are. Don’t think you are ugly; be absolutely sure you are.           (I’m absolutely certain you’re not)                                             […]

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084

Maybe I want to take back what I said about fireworks.Maybe they do exist. Maybe they’re different for everyone.Maybe I’m scared to believe they don’t exist: I will be all that’s left. Maybe I want to agree with Matt, about the stories I’m not in.Maybe I’m scared that I don’t care as much as I want […]

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    For four glorious years, I answered what do you enjoy doing with I’m a student and I love what I’m studying. Moving on from that is world-crushing hard.                                 But I am. Trying.The following is a (non-exhaustive) list of Things I Choose To Spend My Post-Grad Time Doing:                               1: refusing to believe that there is […]

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I blog:1.  to discipline my writing2.  to decide if I could make a life of it.                Although this adventure has been anything but magical, I learned (from another adventure): life isn’t magical.                   We expect everywhere we walk to become red carpet:                          that first date to confirm he’s the one,                         that first job to be suit-ties and panty-hose. Oh how glorious, […]

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081

Matt Nathanson‘s album dropped,  and I am breaking #7.  I  don’t like breaking rules I set for myself, so I will write one hundred plus Matt’s ten:  “Love, no one cares about the stories they’re not in.”       I furiously wonder: is this truth?                   […]

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