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journal 15.0

(I am sorry but this post isn’t poetry, I just need to type my heart out…)

There is this hype about having that connection with someone just by staring at each other for 4 minutes. 396 more words


it is real

Last time i was here, i was with you

maybe i should tell you

maybe i should not

maybe you know it already, maybe not… 23 more words


Connecting the Dots as a Baby Adult

“Again, you can’t connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. 363 more words

Local cynic teaches Shakespeare to youth of America

It’s not often that teenagers get to experience Shakespeare’s greatest and most enduring love story crushed to tiny pieces by someone meant to hold it up as a fine example of the written word, but that’s exactly what local cynic Julianne London is attempting to do. 516 more words



a day with you is enough to make me smile
it fuels my imagination that sets me rocket high
your smile, your laugh, your voice…
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Starting out is the hardest part

I have been meaning to start a blog for years and years. Technically, I have had a fair few – if you count the numerous Tumblr URLs I’ve been storing up like an anxious cyber squirrel. 550 more words



Confession: I’ve created and deleted approximately 15 blogs in the last 5-7 years.

Confession pt. 2 (Shoutout to Usher?): Writing a blog absolutely terrifies me.  260 more words