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Life is tough,
We have only a limited amount of time,
To enjoy all that it encompasses,
I miss the moments of joy being with you brought me,
After a rough week,
The release of tension being wrapped in your arms gave me,
Feeling your fingertips trace lines on my body,
I miss your touch,
It crushes my chest knowing you’re no longer in my life,


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One of the biggest problems right now is not just political division. It is the way everything has become flattened into extremes. Every issue is framed as one side versus another. Trad wives versus feminists. Leftists versus conservatives. Pro-immigration versus anti-immigration. If you spend enough time online, it starts to feel like every human experience has been turn...


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Flood

I’m rethinking my

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Heartbreak has a way of making women negotiate with themselves, their bodies, their age, their worth, and every vulnerable thing they once offered so freely.

I feel it, this slow fading of self, almost as if aging and being single creates a slow erasure of self to society. There is a particular kind of heartbreak no one prepares women for. Not the dramatic kind....


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The fissure that formed behind the veil
Of such a perfectly manicured smile,
The first crack formed when we locked eyes
Liberating a suppression I didn’t know I carried,

Malfunctioned

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