I remember a time when I didn’t like the quiet. Quiet meant uncertainty. Quiet meant something was about to explode sooner rather than later. I didn’t like myself enough to...
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My experience is unique, it's mine. So how could I be like everyone else if I’ve lived an unprecedented life? What people don’t know about me is that, even though...
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Loneliness is a bitch. Or at least, that’s what I used to think. It’s not just about being alone. It’s feeling like no one really gets you. Like you can...
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I wasn’t born to be just one thing. When I was little and someone asked what I wanted to be when I grew up, I froze.Not because I didn’t have...
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