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Lost and insecure/you found me
I appreciate the people in my life and I'm sorry for any moment where that isn't apparent. My grandma's death day is one week from today. I feel like I'm anticipating it because I'm suppose to because that's what peopl… -
Mary, did you know?
I've been thinking about my grandma. But more so the concept of regret. Often times, when a loved one passes away, you hear about all of the things they wish they had done differently. Wishing they had spent more time … -
Thank you.
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My song is love.
Bloomington has been great! I ended up skipping classes Thursday. I arrived in Bloomington a little before 1. My mom and I did some shopping. We stopped by Steve and Barry's, though we ended up not buying anything. We w… -
Waiting, for this light to change, seems like its taking me forever.
I guess its normal with so much happening in my life, to start reconsidering some things. While buying books yesterday, I suddenly wanted to change my major. Right now, I just want to be in Bloomington. I don't want to b… -
Its like one thousand papercuts, soaked in vinegar.
I'm trying to understand how to deal with this. Among other thoughts/situations/feelings as well. I know I've been so difficult for my friends and family to put up with. Part of me just wants to cut contact because I fee… -
Goodnight Gram.
[what I said at my Gram's funeral] It has been the longest 5 days of my life. I've felt so shocked and unprepared for this. I've felt so completely broken, more broken than I've ever been, or ever will be. I don't th… -
No lyrics will suffice.
I randomly decided to drive down to Bloomington Wednesday night. Shane and I had hung out, dinner and a movie [it was fun]. Then I got home and I was like, hm, I want to go to Bloomington and get away one more time befor…
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