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28: the old you & how have you changed.
My hair’s no longer blonde. I wear less make up. My smiles are more often real. I’ve grown to like the colour of my eyes. My dad’s remarried. I no longer live in the same house I grew up in for 15 years. I’ve grown more expressive. I’ve gotten more comfortable with myself. I fell in love, and most importantly: I’ve started to figure out who I might be. 
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27: why?
I did the ”30 day challenge” cause it was something to do, and without it I probably would have forgotten to so much as check tumblr, let alone upload my gunk! -as you can see, I pretty much forget anyways- And it also kinda lets some good things flow, like the letter to my parents; I really needed that…
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I’m not a little girl anymore. For those who’ve betrayed me, intentially hurt me, I’m not going to dwell on trying to make your life miserable and tell you I’m going to fight you. No, better yet, I’m going to sit here and tell you karma is a mother fucker and you’ll get yours.
Nov 8th
The Waiting Room
This morning’s events left no room for imagination as to how the evening would play out. The late afternoon sun shone dimly through the tinted blue curtains, giving life to the flecks of dust as they fluttered to the ground, as if to cheer me up. But before long, storm clouds gathered, masking their feeble attempt. They glared at me with their dark angry faces, making me sink deeper into the...
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26: friends, what do I think about them?
friend  –noun 1. a person attached to another by feelings of affection orpersonal regard. There are those who I consider my friends; but lots more others envision my friends. I’ve had 2 genuine best friends in my life, but those are members of my past. But I’ve learned people change, and things in general just don’t stay the same. From my experience, there really is no such...
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25: bag contents
If you were to look in my bag, you’d find a pair of neglected prescription glasses in a dented case from the number of times it’s been dropped. You’d find endless amounts of gum rappers, a few half eaten packets -all different kinds- and easily a few empty ones. You’d find plenty of unfinished math homework, as well as several text books that cause my back much more than...
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