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Month: August 2017

a place I know

memory There are only so many words to describe a place you have never thought to describe before. It’s just a place in your mind where you know everything, where you know where to step to avoid rolling your ankle, where you know where to sit to get the optimal view of a sunset. It’s…

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rackers’ life tips: part 21

1. Drunk whispering is not the same as sober whispering. Watch what you say. 2. Stop finding confidence such a threat. 3. Criticising someone for doing something you don’t like (but they love) literally does nothing but make you a shitty person. 4. “You ruin your life by desensitizing yourself. We are all afraid to…

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four years

Hey ma. I was staring in the mirror before, searching for any piece of you that I could find. Whether I had your nose, your eyes, your smile. I stared for so long that my vision went blurry (though that may have been because I haven’t been wearing my glasses enough lately… at least I…

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lost

Lost. For my 19th birthday, I was gifted a beautiful pair of Amethyst gold earrings. Naturally, I lost one of the pair one whole day after I was given them. I was fucking devastated. I noticed it was lost at my brothers 18th party, so I literally began a search party at the party. We…

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feelz

It’s okay. We’re all friends here. It’s a safe space. The big wide web. Sadness. Happiness. Exhaustion. Anger. It’s all part and parcel of being on the self-love train. We all know I have an incredible emotional range. It’s no secret, nor do I ever intend it to be. I ain’t no Kristen Stewart. Though…

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what is poetry? what is life?

Rupi Kaur’s ‘poetry’. It takes me back to when Fifty Shades took off, women everywhere running to the bookstore to get a taste of this slight erotica phenomenon. I had read it, and truthfully, cringed my way through it. I was 18, not quite sexually experienced and not particularly inclined to be. Yet the whole…

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sorry for yourself

Stop feeling sorry for yourself. Another episode of One Tree Hill, another set of feelings to feel. Haley’s mum passed away from the same cancer my mum had, so obviously it brought back an old batch of feelz I usually set aside for certain times of the year. I’m not going to say to stop…

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