Monthly Archives: August 2017

The Future is Unknown

I don’t know what you think when you see me walking by. I don’t know what runs through your mind when you hear my name. I don’t know how correct your first impression of me was compared to what you … Continue reading

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Ask. I Dare You.

Ask me anything. Curious about one of my blog posts? Ask me. Start a conversation. Curious about my thoughts regarding something? Ask. Want some advice? I’ll do the best I can. Want someone to listen? I’ll lend an ear. Ask … Continue reading

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Do Not…Even Try…

Don’t tell me I worry too much about others. I remember what it feels like to think no one cares, and I know no one should have to feel that way. Don’t tell me I spread myself too thin. I … Continue reading

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Give You A Chance (with My Guard Up)

When I first saw you, I felt a pull towards you. There was something about you I had to get to know. There was something in you that beckoned for my presence in your life. There was a part of … Continue reading

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You Got This

I don’t know what’s going to happen in life. That’s the thing about the future, you can’t predict it…you can only write it. You can guess all you want, and you can hope and wish for any future you desire … Continue reading

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One Generation, Two Different Parts of Life

Whenever I talked to him, there was this coating of being carefree. Whenever I saw him, he greeted me with a smile as if I could make his day better despite what else was happening. Whenever I laughed with him, … Continue reading

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