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prideful love is not how to love fully

I’m learning that love isn’t about pride. It’s about swallowing your pride and bringing yourself to the mercy of the other. It’s about...

I told my friend I was unraveling. He said to use that unraveling to become a shirt, or a blanket, or a sweater.

It's so hard to be just normal. I don't mean normal like smoothed out, boring Spongebob Squarepants that utters the words, "Hi, how are...

'Should I even bother? Is it worth the effort?' We fought for the first time. But it felt like the world around me was crashing down. I...

My title pretty much says it. Thank you for reading my blog. I don't really post it on Facebook as much as I used to, so if you're here,...

I stare at the picture with a faint smile on my face. It was unexpected. All I did was scroll and I stumbled upon a picture that flooded...

I sit on the windowsill, staring at the little people below me run through the Yard, always in a hurry, always in a rush... And yet here...

I sat and stared. I stared at the woman sitting with her right leg draped over her left as she read the book aloud to herself, softly...

The sun beats on my skin as it pulls the corners of its mouth into a mischievous smile. I look up and close my eyes slightly as I smile...

I am 18. As the waves clash and the sea salt sprays on my skin, I dip my toe in the water to see what it's like. It is visceral when I...