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Caption this character. What is his story? What do you see? Where does he want to be?

August 11, 2015 0

Grab A Bowl

I'm back! I'm finally home from my trip to Jamaica. It was absolutely incredible-- it was so insightful and eye opening to see my family members and the country my parents came from. I'll touch on my trip in a different post though; in this Grab A Bowl I wanted to talk about a new... Continue Reading →

August 11, 2015 0

I was blue for an entire summer–It’s strange how depression can colour any bright thing–but one day things weren’t blue anymore… they were purple.

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August 10, 2015 0

Some trees grow old and are worshipped for their years. Some grow old and just get in the way, then they get cut down.

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August 7, 2015 0

Someone once said to me, “it gets better.” I laughed at them, because they assumed it hadn’t already. This is my happy, maybe it just isn’t yours.

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August 6, 2015 0

They hated each other before I was born.

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August 5, 2015 0

I was a bird in my past life.

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August 4, 2015 0

Sometimes, the rhythm of the machines remind me of your heartbeat– A light hum of a hello.

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August 3, 2015 0

He was cold and I was warm; we seemed to balance perfectly. Until I met her.

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August 1, 2015 0

I can’t see them anymore, as a matter of fact, I can’t see at all.

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July 31, 2015 0

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