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It’s raining and I realized I spend more time mourning things that never happened than things that did.
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It’s raining and I realized I spend more time mourning things that never happened than things that did.

Inspired by a text conversation I had after too little sleep and too much tequila…

Confessions from the Girl Who Won’t Stay Still.

Salvation Part II…

Late, impossibly late—when all the wanting comes alive…

I went back to the place it happened.

The inner monologue of a hungry, hungry girl inspired by a cluster of quotes on my Discover Page.

A collection of memories and wishes from a girl who has a dad who was there, but not really.

“Sometimes I can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I’m not living” - Jonathan Safran Foer

“I had to return to the darkness, I couldn’t stand the sun…”