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realizations.

I think too much. I guess sometimes that’s good… like when I’m trying to solve complex math equations. But it’s also bad… like when I’m not trying to solve complex math equations. I’m incapable of living in the moment which, … Continue reading

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jess(i)e’s girl.

Here is my closet’s most recent acquisition. Isn’t it beautiful? (Pssst… no, that is not a spelling error.) It’s the sexiest shirt I own. And not because it’s slim-fitting and really brings out my boobs. It’s because of Jesse. I … Continue reading

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throwback thursday: the metaphor.

I had nothing to post today. I hate that. I know it’s not necessary, but my goal is to post once a day. So… this being Thursday, it seemed like the perfect time to start something new. New for me … Continue reading

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the metaphor.

In my early twenties, I received a book from my then-boyfriend. I can’t remember if it was a special occasion or not. But I do know he chose the book carefully, wanting to give me something with a message… something … Continue reading

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perfect love stories.

I once read 58 books in 6 weeks. I became a regular at the local used book store, often snatching up 5 or 6 books at a time. Oh, I could have gone to the library instead or (shudder) acquired a … Continue reading

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