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Obsession, on its own, is a destructive feeling. Obsession with something naturally unattainable yet still perceived as attainable is agonizingly maddening. Thank you, America. I’ve spent years…YEARS worrying, thinking, and analyzing the way I look. What. A. Waste. When I was younger, I didn’t want to wear make-up. I think I subconsciously knew that make-up... Continue Reading →
My whole life, I've resolved that I would be a part of a group of friends that was convincingly, yet nauseatingly, close. Growing up, the television shows I watched painted a picture of what friends could be for me. I imagine it was similar to the picture Disney painted for romantic relationships that many other... Continue Reading →
“There are no second acts in America.” –F. Scott Fitzgerald Since I’ve left Dallas, I’ve been thinking about regret and experience and what the difference is. I imagine they can be one and the same but “experience” just has a positive connotation where the word “regret” can be doused with guilt and unresolved feelings about... Continue Reading →
"It's not your job to help them." "It's not your job to make them happy." I have been hearing this a lot lately and can't help but think "Maybe not, but what if I made it my job? Would the world be just a little bit better?" Sometimes I go ahead and make it my job and... Continue Reading →
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