Tag: love
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Me, the Raccoon
The best way to catch a raccoon is fairly simple. You take something that has an opening which is large enough to fit a raccoon’s paw while opened, and you place something shiny inside. When the raccoon, unable to resist something shiny, reaches in and grabs the object, their closed paw is too big to…
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Push
I reached the point where I wanted to be a butterfly badly enough to stop living like a caterpillar. I looked around at my life, at all of the regrets and all of the heartache, and I told myself: “Stop it. Stop this cycle of mentally abusing yourself. You don’t have to live in these…
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A New Direction
It’s been an awful long time since I have last updated you. The truth is, my whole life just spun out of control and I didn’t have the strength to share the misery. Last you knew, I was on my way to Spain with high spirits and expectations for a life I had dreamed of…
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Oh.
You’re right. I owe you an explanation. Last you heard, I was brimming with excitement for a new start at life and made promises to keep you updated, to continue with my YouTube vlog. Then nothing. Nothing for almost a full month. I flew to Spain. I was stood up at the airport. He didn’t…
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Moving Forward
I just read some of my older entries here and I have to admit to myself that I hate the tone of them. All the complaining! Well, say good bye to that negativity. Even when I have a bad day, it does little to no good to be complaining about it. I used to think…
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The Domestic Life
Do you know what is really hard? Having truly amazing friends who are incredibly talented, motivated and successful. I want to be happy for them because they deserve their happiness and success; they have worked so incredibly hard for what they have and no one should ever begrudge them these things. Why can’t I be…
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The State of Discontentment
I have been wanting to drive home to Michigan for a while for a few reasons. First of all, I miss my pets. I have a dog and two cats that live with my parents. My roommate is allergic to cats and sometimes, I swear to you, I have withdrawal from cats. They are so…
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Rambles
As the lack of an update may suggest, that day was not the day. Of course not. This is my life we’re talking about here and when does anything really go to plan? Never. That’s when. What I hate the most is the uncertainty. The grain of doubt aggravating the sea of hope slushing around inside…